Words Fail

What words do I have
that can compare
to the poetry of you?

What trite metaphor
can I find that will describe
the perfection I see
in your every movement?

What clever couplet can I devise
to capture even a fraction
of you?

Your eyes, your hands, you hair...
you are the poem I want to write

but

I cannot find the rhyme
I cannot find the meter

words fail in the presence
of the perfect unwritten poem
that is you.

Don McGonigal
March 2004

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