Beyond Description

In your eyes are provoking colors without names;
for to name them is impossible.
there are no words for such aching beauty.
Can I describe how a life was made whole;
with a single, common word?
I live in all that is you;
walking in the paths cut by your seduction.
I could live in them and nowhere else;
until time was no more;
And still, still I could not name the colors in your eyes.
For the aching beauty in them has no name.
It is wordless and yet speaks to my heart;
in a tongue not even angels could comprehend.
You deserve a testament and yet I have none,
but you will be for all time beyond description.

by Kimarie Manhart-Freeman