The Words

I’m staring at the blank page
trying to force the words to come
but they refuse
I don’t even know where to begin
(and apparently neither do they)
All I want to do
is tell the world how I feel about you
to shout it from proverbial rooftops
just how precious a gift you are
and how often I thank God
or fate
or whatever
for the chance to get to know you
and bask in the presence of your beautiful soul
but this is the best I can do
The world has no words to explain
just how much you mean
or just how amazing you are
so strong
so fragile
so perfect in human imperfection
a study in contrasts
such rare beauty
in a life so often ugly and hard
I’ll never be able to capture the essence
of how truly wonderful you are
I’m just a man
Flawed
hampered by the incompleteness of human thought
caught up in the aura
unable to share just how and why
you bring such joy.