Poetry Is More Than Words Can Say

I hear grand piano music floating in from afar It is poetry so crisp, It's crystal clear Poetry is chandeliers on high ceiling of white It is polished parquet in spaces with soft light Poetry is grand plies performed with perfect poise Like choreographed parts you'll enjoy Poetry is rainbow-arched windows, wide as love for you Such language conveys heart's pulsation, soft as dew But there's more! Poetry is precious sound of deep unending peace It tugs at our heartstring, new heights of joy we reach Poetry awakens my soul to the good in you Though caution comes in, love isn't the blues Poetry is slow caress of each and every word Like perfect pastels of my smiles, haven't you heard? Poetry is alive like our rhythm without blues It is vibrant, yet so profoundly smooth Poetry is sun and moon in fullness of soft glow Such friend favors everyone, wishing to grow Poetry is starlight of joy in your eyes I see It is spark I adore, when you're with me Poetry is our stream of dreams flowing endlessly It goes where divine might mingles with light, you'll see Poetry is you and I in our silent orbs Inspiring song, dance, and serenity. *