You try to write verse about the most wonderful thing in your life.

You try to speak of crashing waves and rolling thunder caused by her every word.

You search for the descriptive word, the flowery phrase.

Concentration, relaxation—you try to force something to come out of your boggled  mind.

Emotions, comparisons, or plain facts; they all fail to express the feeling.

The feeling of her; the feeling of you!

Her touch, her words, her thoughts.

If anything can be perfect, it is her.

You search your mind for the perfect word, the best way to say what you feel,

She is my life, She is my love