My imagination is so feeble,
For no matter how hard I try,
My image of how beautiful you are
Is nothing like reality.
My best dreams are so ineffectual.
For no matter how lucidly,
My clearest dreams of you and your beauty,
Are dull compared to the real you.
My most eloquent words lose their meaning,
For no matter what words I choose,
My language too simple and imprecise
For the indescribable you.
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC
My imagination is so feeble,
For no matter how hard I try,
My image of how beautiful you are
Is nothing like reality.
My best dreams are so ineffectual.
For no matter how lucidly,
My clearest dreams of you and your beauty,
Are dull compared to the real you.
My most eloquent words lose their meaning,
For no matter what words I choose,
My language too simple and imprecise
For the indescribable you.
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