A Picture Of Love Poem by Michael Troy Buffo

If I could possibly paint a picture
Of the love that I have for you,
It would contain the most brilliant colors
And the most gentle, changing hues

It would be of a sunrise
Coming out of the east,
With an intensity unmatched
By man or beast

It would sing of the Bond
That we share, you and I,
With the distant clouds jealous
Of our clear, azure sky

There would be blues, rich and deep
For the sincerest vows we each shall keep
The canvas shows through with virtuous white
For the peaceful way we’ll sleep at night
And it should have the most vibrant red
For the insatiable passion we’ll share in bed
And the softest brush strokes would play their part
In describing that place for you in my heart,
But the boldest strokes of the greatest length
Could not depict my love or it’s strength

A picture is worth a thousand words,
But my love is worth much more
So my brushes, my canvas, and my paints,
I cast upon the floor

It is a futile effort to paint my love
Upon an easel made of steel,
And even my words could never color
This deepest emotion that I feel

So try to grasp these four mere words
(And God, I pray you do)
The entire meaning when I say,
Darling, I love you.