Sunday, April 26, 2015

White Swan

I have only to see her 
Gliding across the surface
In that moment 
I am spellbound by her grace
She has stolen my heart 
By her face 
Her gentleness and beauty
And eyes so large
Move me in ways
I am unable to explain
While the words escape 
My heart grows towards her
Her movements are liquid
Her being is poetic
And it crushes me
My tears begin to swell in my eyes
Because her graceful movements are pure
And I have nothing to offer but praise
And that is not enough
To show her
Words always fail
Always in the moment
It is not enough to express
Never enough to show my heart