Sweet words may saturate my mind,
but I can’t think of one sweet enough for you.
Your bright beauty can be seen by the blind,
no algorithm can calculate you.
Sweet words are all over the place,
but all are not enough to tell you how I feel.
Your swagger is greatly garnished with grace,
kings coming before you must have to kneel.
Sweet words beyond contemplation
much more exceeding uncountable and two.
Thoughts of you surpass imagination,
gurus, geniuses can’t comprehend you.
Sweet words for the one I love
are still beyond the scope of existence.
Where on earth can I find the one I love?
I’ve got clues, and they keep me in suspense.
Poem Written by:
4-Line Stanza Poem; quatrain. Similar to a Ballad Stanza. Rhyme scheme abab; cross rhyme.