Words Have No Meaning Here

I've spent hours
trying to think

Words

which used to mean
so much to me.


A poet
art is in my

Words

which cannot mean
enough to me.

How can I express
these feelings in

Words

which only hint
at truth?



Words

they betray me.

I must show you something
and words are all that I know.
Sad, isn't it?

There aren't enough words
to sketch these feelings.
Terribly Tragic, isn't it?

You are the picture,
the artwork,
that my words cannot describe.

You are the color
these black on white lines
cannot portray.

The truth behind these lines
lies hidden in your hazel eyes.

Only those who have seen you
can possibly understand why

Words

have no power here.

Yet, they are all I have to give.