|Beyond All Words|
I've read the greatest novels of love
And all the greatest poems of love,
As well as the major works of Freud,
His chief disciples and Alfred Kinsey;
And I have talked to psychiatrists,
To psychoanalysts galore,
To married and unmarried lovers
Both young and old, both woman and man;
But I have never seen or heard
Any depiction of love that even
Approaches what I feel for you.
I've tried to say all this in letters,
On walks, on lengthy airplane flights
O'er land and sea; when getting high
On Martinis or on Bloody Marys,
And during secluded tête-à-têtes;
But I am never more successful
Than Shakespeare, Milton, Shelley, Keats.
So now I know that my great passion
Truly is beyond all words—
Indeed ineffable—save when
I speak to you with my whole being
In the sweetness and the rapture,
And the rhythm of lovely love.
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