Your eyes...
How can I begin to describe them?
Your touch...
I long for...so go ahead and get me condemned.
Your hair...
those curls that get me dazzled...
Your heart...
believe me I have battled.
But your heart is stronger than mine...
your heart is truly divine..
And I don't admire you for your looks..
I admire you for your mind.
When I started this poem,
I was going to flatter you..
But when I got to thinking...
I realized I wouldn't know how to.
Because truthfully sweetheart,
There's no place I could start.
There are no words to decribe you..
For words themselves you outdo.
Truthfully sweetheart,
from my heart if you ever depart...
I would die a thousand deaths,
and still be out of breath.
Truthfully sweetheart,
no words about you I could impart.
Because that would be such sweet injustice,
To even start would be aimless.
Because truthfully sweetheart,
There's no place I could start.
There are no words to decribe you..
For words themselves you outdo.
