You deserve a poem but
Words cannot find the way out,
My heart is so full of lines,
But it won’t say it out loud.
You deserve a whole novel
With your name on every page.
Even pens refuse to write
As if my hands are cuffed in cage.
I would write a song for you,
An ode to your charming voice.
Pity, don’t have words to sing,
Noise is too loud to out-voice.
Maybe I could paint your picture?
But I am horrible at that,
I have such an inept hands
To reflect such piece of art.
Is there any way to show
What my poor heart has to say,
Tell me what else left to do
To free my mind of this weight?
Maybe… maybe I could just look at  you?
You would read it in my eyes…
Silence would sing you a song
Or stare in awe, guess, otherwise .
Then maybe I close my lids?
You could feel it in the air,
My heartbeat would tell it all,
If it could. Guess, wouldn’t dare.
Well, then, I’ll just search for words,
Though they’re not easy to get.
And I will write them just for you,
Although I don’t know you. Yet…

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