I cannot write love poems
It is a little fact about me
Trust me, I’ve tried so many times,
But nothing can capture you quite right,
For words are not enough
I cannot describe the feelings you give me
Like the pleasant dizziness that fills my head
when you are so close to me I could burst
And the wonderful swelling of my heart
when you say I love you and look into my eyes
Or the simple bliss that overcomes me
when I think of just being yours forever
I couldn’t possibly compare our love to anything
Because we are deeper and wider
than any canyon on the face of the earth
We are more vast and immense
than all of the sky and all of its inhabitants
And we are more powerful and essential
than any life source that provides the millions
I won’t be able to convey your likeness in words
Your eyes are far too blue and deep
to be like the restless ocean or the airy sky
Your face is far too admirable and handsome
to be like the gods in those legends the Greeks once told
Your body is far too chiseled and flawless
to be like the immaculate statues of the Romans
So, I cannot write love poems
It’s a little fact about me
Nothing can capture you quite right,
This earth cannot hold our love
The feelings you give me are too complex
You, my love, are far too perfect
for a simple love poem
Aug 28, 2023
Aug 28, 2023 at 8:02 PM UTC
I cannot write love poems
It is a little fact about me
Trust me, I’ve tried so many times,
But nothing can capture you quite right,
For words are not enough
I cannot describe the feelings you give me
Like the pleasant dizziness that fills my head
when you are so close to me I could burst
And the wonderful swelling of my heart
when you say I love you and look into my eyes
Or the simple bliss that overcomes me
when I think of just being yours forever
I couldn’t possibly compare our love to anything
Because we are deeper and wider
than any canyon on the face of the earth
We are more vast and immense
than all of the sky and all of its inhabitants
And we are more powerful and essential
than any life source that provides the millions
I won’t be able to convey your likeness in words
Your eyes are far too blue and deep
to be like the restless ocean or the airy sky
Your face is far too admirable and handsome
to be like the gods in those legends the Greeks once told
Your body is far too chiseled and flawless
to be like the immaculate statues of the Romans
So, I cannot write love poems
It’s a little fact about me
Nothing can capture you quite right,
This earth cannot hold our love
The feelings you give me are too complex
You, my love, are far too perfect
for a simple love poem
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