What can be said
In an ode of love;
One could write of
An affection for other,
Then he could list
Qualities and memories,
Flattery and promises ,
And even declare his wants.
He could say the world
For the love of his life,
But really
Do these things
Make up the heart of love?
These are empty words
For the tiny details,
Since there is no good way
To describe the whole
No simple terms to say
In one single poem,
The one emotion
That conquers your being.
When it takes a million steps
To journey to one’s heart,
The center make up of the soul,
And how could you describe
A soul in mere lines?