My dearest love, my heart's true north,
For words unspoken, a silent forth,
My clumsy tongue, my failing grace,
I beg forgiveness, find your space.

My love for you, a boundless sea,
Yet in my speech, I fail to be,
The poet's voice, the words so true,
To paint the love I hold for you.

Forgive the stumbles, the missed beat,
The clumsy phrases, incomplete,
My heart's intent, it shines so bright,
A love unwavering, pure delight.

I'll strive to speak, with clearer tone,
The depth of feeling, all my own,
Until then, know my love's sincere,
And wipe away each falling tear.