Words alone

Words alone would not express how I love you. Nor would my pain or tears show you the full extent of my passion. 1000 poets could not, but describe but a few qualities that make you beautiful. Strong, vast and endless like the ocean, with every grain of sand counting the times that I love you. We are not attracted by sight or sound. Nor by flesh or bone. But as soul companion, separated before time it’s self. Forever searching, forever wanting, forever needing to reunite. You are my friend, my lover and my companion.