I began to read your picture,
and letter by letter,
word for word,
you said exactly what I feel for you.
I began to think when I made you thought;
I began to smile when I made you smile;
yes, these are your words, I read;
you’ve shown I’m s poet, at last;
but although I can write words,
my friends that you cannot:
It’s you that reflect them to me;
you are my heart:
the cause of thought.