Loss For Words
I wish to tell you so many things,
for instance, how since knowing you,
the sun forever shines above me.
The birds always seem to be flying
over head singing the prettiest of songs.
When rain showers come, they
immediately leave. I then hear flowers sigh
as they drink in the water from the ground.
Even the air smells prettier, as if
the finest perfume lingers gracefully.
I wish to tell you so many things,
but I just don’t know how to start.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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