Irreplaceable


No poet has yet romantic rhymed, words which even half-describe (you).
No artist has yet portrayed, but a tiny-fraction of your grace.
No musician’s composed your score.
No wise man knows of your lore.
Even Nature’s beauty pales next to you. I’m so humbled ‘cos you’re with me and I want you to know:

I’ll worship you eternally (IRREPLACEABLE)
You’re irreplaceable. Irreplaceable.
I’ll worship you eternally (IRREPLACEABLE)
You’re irreplaceable. Irreplaceable.

Steal my possesions. Make off with my wealth.
Slander my name. Curse my good health.
Stain my soul. I’ll go down fightin’
Paupered and naked – I’d defend you with my life.

CHORUS

SOLO

CHORUS

No author has yet a hero penned, worthy/strong-and-brave enough to defend (you).
No shining-knight from days of yore, no demi-God and no Rock-Star.
No Angel has your heavenly face.
My Romeo-words are out of place.
All of Nature’s beauty pales next to you. I’m so humbled ‘cos you’re with me and I want you to know:

CHORUS

If I had to choose between life and loving you?
With my last breath I’d whisper: I love you.

©30.8.2013 Andrew Robert Chapman

No wise man has writ your lore.

No flowers exude scents to compete, with] your divine fragrance pure and sweet.
No di-a-mond has yet been cut, so perfectly as your butt/love.
No winter’s snow’s driven so pure.
No sunset glows with your allure.
Even heaven’s goddesses pale next to you. I’m so humbled ‘cos you’re with me and I want you to know:

No flower has such a scent to beat, your divine fragrance pure and sweet.


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