It's not that I choke on my words;
It's that I have no words to speak.
I could talk forever
About the silver in your hair,
The gold in your eyes;
How they prove you're a treasure.
I could babble away
About your contagious laugh,
Your sense of humor
That makes me bust a gut or shake my head.
I could whisper to a friend
About your shivering touch,
Your burning tongue;
The way you leave my body breathless.
I could preach to a crowd
About your strength,
Your courage;
How you move me to do better.
But, when it comes to how I feel,
There are no words.
'Love' is overused.
'Adoration' is an understatement.
'Infatuated' is pretentious.
'Appreciative' is too subtle.
Nevertheless, they all work:
I am in love with you, my treasure.
I adore your sense of humor.
I am infatuated with the way you touch me.
I appreciate how you move me.
'Forever' is too short a time with you,
But forever is all we have.
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC
It's not that I choke on my words;
It's that I have no words to speak.
I could talk forever
About the silver in your hair,
The gold in your eyes;
How they prove you're a treasure.
I could babble away
About your contagious laugh,
Your sense of humor
That makes me bust a gut or shake my head.
I could whisper to a friend
About your shivering touch,
Your burning tongue;
The way you leave my body breathless.
I could preach to a crowd
About your strength,
Your courage;
How you move me to do better.
But, when it comes to how I feel,
There are no words.
'Love' is overused.
'Adoration' is an understatement.
'Infatuated' is pretentious.
'Appreciative' is too subtle.
Nevertheless, they all work:
I am in love with you, my treasure.
I adore your sense of humor.
I am infatuated with the way you touch me.
I appreciate how you move me.
'Forever' is too short a time with you,
But forever is all we have.
For my partner, my lover, my soul mate.
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