Tell me, how would I ever
Find the words to confess?
To unfold the love hidden within,
In this arduous narrative progress.
A dramatic tone, my heart desires,
To mirror the depths of my adoration.
But as boredom taints my lonely hours,
I struggle with fervent contemplation.
In this tale of secret affection,
Love becomes the binding theme.
An elusive creature, tricky to express,
Yet present within every rhyme and scheme.
The length of emotion stretches far and wide,
Like a river flowing through our souls.
Medium lyrics unveil this love’s tide,
As its passionate current endlessly rolls.
This English diction graces each line,
Weaving syllables like embroidered lace.
And though boredom lingers here for a time,
Love’s essence delivers solace and grace.
Confessional genre unveils truths untold,
With intimate verse, vulnerability bared.
And in this poetic landscape we behold,
A connection formed, tender and shared.
So let my words whisper upon your ear,
As they navigate through love’s gentle sway.
For in these verses, earnest and sincere,
I convey what my heart longs to convey.