Paul S. Gifford
CLUMSY, AWKWARD WORDS
All I can offer are my clumsy, awkward, inadequate words
To try and tell you how much I love you.
How could I possibly articulate just how much you mean?
And explain to you just how much I love and adore you
And how much passion pumps through my very being for you?
How could I even attempt to write down how you make me feel;
That blissful, overwhelming sensation of gazing into your emerald eyes?
Words simply fail me pitifully in communicating just how heavenly
it is too hold you close to me in my lucky arms.
I could never ever possibly convey just how blissfully perfect our wedding day was to me
and how much I cherish the flawless memory of us sharing those magical vows.
Indeed, how could I even express the excitement I anticipate for us growing old together?
You truly are my lover, my best friend, my angel, and my soul mate,
all wrapped up into one.
I simply cannot.
As you must understand that
all I have to offer are these clumsy, awkward, inadequate words.
©Copyright December 2005 by Paul S. Gifford