I regret that words
must fail
in my expression
of love for you
and yet
from the depths
of my poetic soul
I have ploughed
and harrowed
syllabic soil
until sweat broke
upon my brow
forcing me to lay
aside my tool
and try again
another day
to paint in words
my love for you
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