No sound or spoken word
describes you
as does my
describes you
as does my
sigh
and silence.
It started when my words where falling short of describing you
when I realized that
the volume of no word could contain you
you gorgeous being.
and silence.
It started when my words where falling short of describing you
when I realized that
the volume of no word could contain you
you gorgeous being.
you
you
you
Who are you?!
Who are you that are beyond words,
yet I can not help but write of you?
you
you
Who are you?!
Who are you that are beyond words,
yet I can not help but write of you?
Somehow,
I know you.
A to Z.
So much so that
I know you.
A to Z.
So much so that
I fear
I will forget myself.
It’s migration season;
I fly from me
to me.
My head will experience a season of abandonment
as I give my all
to the heart.
I will forget myself.
It’s migration season;
I fly from me
to me.
My head will experience a season of abandonment
as I give my all
to the heart.
No word does you justice
and
when my poetry falls short of describing you
all I can do is
when my poetry falls short of describing you
all I can do is
sigh
and then
silence.
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