I cant fathom the different words, that must exist,
in our language alone, and this is just it!
One language amongst a plethora, just on this planet.
Assuming, that we are alone in the universe.
I doubt it.
So many ways to describe love, with words.
Comparisons of nature, sunsets and the songs of birds.
It isn't enough to merely wonder,
a palette of different colours.
Different shapes to produce, with pencil and brush.
lines and curves and shading, a delicate touch.
Musical notes, pitch and shape.
Rises and falls, a melodic dance.
Syncing hearts, blissfully entranced.
Theres you, the sunrise and fall.
Every beat and breath, you are, it all.
How can I express my love when,
I cant fathom the different words that must exist.
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Author:
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Offline) - Published: October 29th, 2026 04:36
- Comment from author about the poem: In love with my wife
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Comments1
The beauty of expression words and gestures as well as actions. Nicely written this poem highlights the beauty of love and how it can be expressed. Well done.
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