If only my words were enough
to express the depth of love
that I feel inside my heart
then I surely will have failed.
For there are no words to describe,
there are no thoughts to contain,
there is no picture to illustrate,
what things exist in the well of my soul for you.
If my words were enough to show
you how I feel for you,
what would they look like?
How would they sound? For I cannot
tell you as they do not exist.
I speak in parables of love
lost and found. I write in
terms of love with no bounds.
But within my vocabulary is hole
so deep it is like the aftermath
of a typhoon on shallow shoals.
I seek to use my wisdom, while I
may find phrase or deed,
that somehow conveys my feelings
and the content of my need.
If my words were enough,
then my search would have to end
as my expression would be perfection,
my vision would be Nirvana,
my expression would be Kismet,
and my delivery would be divine...
if only my words were enough.