Right here there aren’t tears enough to inform you
all the love I’ve inside my coronary heart
evidently to proclaim my love earlier than you
placed with simple grace and little artwork

I must try for love ought not be hidden
Veiled for fear of nakedness if known
Afraid to enter silences unbidden
Lest it should should go the stage by myself

Nonetheless love needs the wings of words
No truth isn’t transfigured by means of expression
The heart of love, like those of captured birds
Interred too lengthy succumbs to its despair

Nor are words sufficient for love is extra
Elusive than a verbal net can hold
making a song like a sea across my shore
Dancing returned white fold on endless fold

All I am and have I give to you
yet love is increasingly more I can not do