If love you I must,  then I need to do it freely
For loving you is freeing my soul
without control and fear
for what could be more beautiful than this feeling
that makes me cry and laugh, at the same time
so intense two feelings so deep within my heart
I cannot gauge, I cannot fathom
how strongly I feel, when love overcomes the imperfect
and all I can see is the beauty of the person besides me
for what eyes cannot see, nor senses feel
the connection of souls at a level that’s ethereal
You will never know this burning
You will never know this ache
How I long to tell you, but words fail
Is there anything that can translate feelings
in words so imperfect, that seem meager at best
to express what I burst of love I feel
when our souls interact.