I would train it with daily prayers Prompt it to write a thousand sonnets And another thousand ballads or odes Poems about the beauty of your face And the metaphysical shape of your soul For the future would not be the future If AI could not worship you as so
[Verse 1] Your face reminds me of yesterday (Oh whoa) I said those words and I meant ‘em, babe (Oh whoa) Now can you whisper them back to me? (Oh whoa) So I can figure out what they mean to me
This ain’t the part where I tell you not to leave I don’t belong with you, and you don’t belong with me But that’s the thing about love no else can see You don’t get to pick and choose what you want it to be
[Chorus] I’m in love I’m in love with you I’m in love I’m in love; it’s true
I’m in love I’m in love (with you); it’s true I’m in love I can’t say bye to you
[Verse 1] I never thought you’d be the one inside my heart I never thought you’d build a home inside my heart I never thought I’d see you and think these kind of thoughts I never thought … I never thought beyond
[Verse 2] Who knew the path was the path we could never stay? Who knew the past was the past that day? Who knew the future would be so sad all day? I never knew it would … it would go this way
[Verse 3] I had a feeling I’d love you for always I had a feeling I’d love you if you went away I had a feeling my feelings would always stay I should’ve known it would end—and I’d end up this way
[Chorus] But I’m in love I’m in love with you I’m in love I’m in love; it’s true
I’m in love I’m in love with you I’m in love I can’t say bye to you
Delicately close the distance between our pens Stretch your words to fit within each sentence Would you rhyme to make their rhythm intense? Or would you let free moves to mesmerize with their dance?
Press your ink to the page without hesitation Feel the scintillating words with sensation Craft a letter that has never been written Look at the two swords profoundly smitten A phrase that has never been expressed A love that awaits to be transgressed
Between the comma and the period The opening and the final full stop Show me the outline of your heart Having sagaciously built the base Patiently engrossed and embraced The calmness of strength speaks for the aura of this beautiful art
To be The unlockable door The unclimbed steps The shadow of a shadow The ingredients of love or The strings of Cupid’s bow The tears of the sun The voice of the moon The uninvented words The smell of forever Or at the very least A fire burning in Antarctica