How can I put this?
What can I say?
Why do my words roll and tumble
And trip and catch in my throat
So that what I say
Is neither what I meant
Nor what I wished to convey?
They pour out,
A jumble of letters on the floor
And what they mean is,
“I love you.”
How all the winsome words
Form and dance and sing
In my head.
And from my finger tips
A beautiful sonata flies.
Down on paper
I can show you
Who I am inside.
But why,
Why do the words not fly
From my lips so shy.
They fly and fall
And smash to the floor.
And you ask me “why?”
I do not know why.
I do not know.
It tears me.
It rips me inside.
When my heart speaks,
My mind is blank
And I stutter.
I stutter and sigh,
“I love you.”
Forgive me please.
It’s foolish it seems.
I feel foolish
And still I cannot speak.
I wish to say:
“Your beauty is like the sun
And down on me it shines.
It parts the rain.
It warms my life.
Your lips are like blossoms.
Soft and delicate.
For a kiss so sweet,
Anything, my love.
Your touch leaves me helpless.
It melts into me
And gives me life.
Your skin is like mahogany.
It makes me blush inside
And drives me mad.
Your eyes are wide and deep.
Your gaze makes me naked.
Oh, for eternity
Should I be lost within them!”
But when my heart speaks,
My mind tumbles.
My jaw is tight
And I am lost.
So many words rush up
And catch in my throat.
And what escapes is only,
“I love you.”
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Writer, Editor, Student - Tyler M Deal 