No Words For Your Beauty
I wanted to write some thing special,
A poem just for you.
But no words will come to mind,
When ever I think of you.
It's almost as if the very words cower in shame,
At their own inadequacy to describe you.
They just seem to melt into and image,
Which no artist could paint beauty so true.
I only need to look for your smile,
If ever I get lost in the dark.
For it always shows me the way to truth,
And lights up even the darkest places of my heart.
By: Heath G. Schofield