My Old New Love Poem by Vonnie Gowing

I have used up all the words
To bare my heart’s desire
Written songs and odes no end.
I have revealed the burning fire.

There is nothing left to say,
You’ve not already heard
Nothing left to write,
I’ve used up all the words

How do I express again,
What has so oft been told?
My love is stronger than my pain.
My heart is weaker than ‘tis old

I cannot say anew this aged thing.
Yet, I cannot police my lust
My love is fresh as morning air.
My ache as old as dust

I need, I feel, to make you know
The invigoration grace
That gives birth inside my soul
Each time I see your face.

..and grows into an unused love;
Warm, wet, wild and sweet.
Ancient and peaceful as time itself
Immaculate and complete

I have used up all the words.
My vocabulary’s waned;
Depicting torrid oceans of love,
Open roads and secret lanes

How can I utter undefiled
Nor simply sound absurd?
I’ll paint it with my heart, Dear Love,
For I have used up all the words