Indescribable

I have delved into the very heart where darkness simmers, love light glimmers then explodes in current apocalypse, an inferno eclipse of blind pyromania. Words, mere kindling and kerosene, fuse wire and gasoline, erupting, igniting screaming aflame, roaring and screaming your name, your name. Spluttering and guttering to portray something of an aspect, essential mannerism to depict your genius, beauty. And fail, syntax and rhetoric charnel, useless ashes as soon as they are born, expiring with whimpers, torn away by a hurricane of inadequacy. Gone, such as if they had never been, never written, muttered, spoken, uttered or howled. Avenues exhausted, no other modes of expression, dysphasia in overload, trashed in describing the indescribable, quantifying the unquantifiable, expressing the inexpressible. Language pillaged, raped and bereft of meaning until all pens and tongues have left is the universal power of three: "I...love...you..."