Not a Single Word

[Heyworld]

[a tongue in cheek cheesy love poem?]

There isn’t a word in the great English book
That could summarise my feelings
Or the way that you look.

I flicked through the pages for hours and hours
In search of a word
To compare you to flowers.

But even the words full of sumptuous tone
Were empty and plain
And as brittle as bone.

I wanted something to say how much you truly mean,
How much I need you,
And how your eyes gleam.

But there was not a word that could bring you to life
With pencil and paper,
A chisel or knife.

So I decided to stop, exhausted and drained,
And just tell you outright
That this love can't be feigned.