Words are so cheap,
Just scrawlings on paper,
Tappings on a keyboard,
Symbols in the ether.
Spoken words are truer,
But still hold no riches;
I can try to paint pictures
In the shimmering air -
Words glitter like jewels,
They\'re precious, it\'s true,
But there are no words
Which can aptly describe you.
Your beauty is priceless,
And my love is voiceless;
With no solid beginning,
And no certain end,
It is viceless, and timeless, and true.