I Wanted To
Write You
I
wanted to write you a poem
that young lovers a century from now
will chant in a hushed mantra to their
love.
I
wanted to write you a poem
that described the sparkle in your seaside
eyes
so perfectly people would understand.
I
wanted to write you a poem
that monks and angels would recite aloud
to feel closer to their gods.
I
wanted to write you a poem
that compared your smile to
the warmth of the rising sun.
I
wanted to write you a poem
that would be uncovered in a dusty vault
and
make people gasp and blush.
I
wanted to write you a poem
that could describe your beauty
more perfectly than any portrait ever
could.
I
wanted to write you a poem
that would make even woodland creatures
pause in silent respect and awe.
I
wanted to write you a poem
full of all these things
but
all I could find were these words.
February 2013
