If I had the wisdom
To say a thousand things
I’d tell you that I love you
In a way meaningfully.
But my words are stunted
My thoughts confused
My intelligence lacking
So these are the words I choose.
To each of you that see this
To all of those who don’t
I promise that I love you
Even if I sometimes choke.
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Awww… This brought tears to my eyes.
I love you too Paul. 🙂
Sweet! ^_^ I’m glad you liked it. ❤
There’s a purity in this little piece that is heartwarming, indeed. Very gentle and reassuring. Great stuff.
“But my words our stunted” – I believe “our” should be “are”
Ahaha. Or is it part of my stunted words? Eh? Eh? No…it was a typo.
Great poem Paul. I’m always amazed by poets, because I find it easier to write a 20 pg. short story. 🙂
I’m usually right there with you 😛 Poetry is a rare and fickle muse.