For the Words
For the words I'll never say,
The words I cannot find today,
I
dedicate this song.
The formless words that are so
near,
The words that you so long to hear,
Tomorrow
will be gone.
My mind is pregnant; sounds I
seek;
The thoughts are here, yet I can't speak,
And
time is moving on.
I know that I must let you know
Just how much I love, so
The
meaning will come through.
But I have so much more to say,
And all my words come out this way:
"Darling
I love you."
The poem's never written, and,
As I reach out to touch your hand,
You
say you love me too. |
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