I wish that I could write a song
An opus just for thee
Love manifest in measured verse
My desperate rhapsody
A major hymn with lyrics strong
On notes that rise and fall
That voice my tender passions
For my One, my Love, my All
For my One, my Love, my All
But when I put my pen to leaf
A rest is all I see
Love’s lexicon fails to supply
A single line for me
The longest words are less than small
Impotent to impart
The essence of my love for you
Your lock upon my heart
And for the pitch, what intervals?
What rhythm in what time?
Fast like the beating of my heart?
Slow like your breath with mine?
No chords could possibly progress
With sound to justify
No harmony, no melody
That wouldn't’ be a lie
I know I’ll never write the song
There’s nothing on the page
My song of love for you, my love
Is silent for the age
A song’s but whispers in a life
A life can louder sing
For all my days, to you, my love,
My life, my song will bring
