I can't tell you what you mean to me.
No, literally, I can't; I don't know how.
Poems won't do it, and they used to be
My best, indeed my only, strategy
For self-expression of this sort. But now
I have no options, since they will not do.
What can I say? It all sounds insincere,
No matter what I say. I'm trying to
Invent a way to get across to you
How much I care, but every time, I fear,
I think of anything, it falls too flat.
I'm out of words, and that is very rare,
Indeed a wonder you should marvel at,
While I can only gulp for words and swear.
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