Love Poem

All Of Me

Author: Daniel Erdle

I'd give you the English language 
if I could show you how every word 
can be used to do good. 
But not even I use it like it should 
because if I did then 
I would be able to explain 
your beauty without feeling misunderstood.  

No word in existence feels quite right
nothing seems to describe your beauty's height. 
Nothing I attempt to write
can explain the feelings you incite.
 
Even if I try with all my might 
I can't capture your beauty in words I unite.
Me and these words seem to be in a constant fight
I try to tame them and arrange them right. 

To meet this challenge I'd work all day and night
so that  every word fills you with endless delight. 
Until then nothing is worthy of being heard
not until the moment this has occurred:

I touch your inner beauty and cause it to have stirred.
Then in those words your beauty will be preserved
when my poetry finally gives what your beauty deserves.