Description

I'm looking for a word,
one that describes what
is in front of me.

You start with
beautiful.
Add a pinch of
pretty.
Stir with the
glow of the moon
that turns a forest
magical.
Yet, after all this,
it doesn't even come
close.

No, to describe what
is in front of me.
One needs to see
beyond.

So boil it in the
tears of joy
on the fires of our
burning love.
Let it run through
the sieve of
desire.

And even then,
after all that.
One cannot simply
word what is
in front of me.
For it is truly

Indescribable.


Dimitri "Tyrope" Molenaars