You have ruined
my box of words.
None of them
are good enough.
None of them
are adequate.
None of them
can do you justice.
My nouns
are neutered,
my adjectives
are absent,
my verbs
are without value.
I have run out
of metaphors
similes
and superlatives.
You have ruined
my box of words.
How can I
describe you now?
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not new, but probably relevant.
Art by Steve Hanks
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
Allison Marie Conway
January 5, 2020 at 2:37 pm
Oh, no. My heart hurts a little for both the lover and the poet. Beautiful and devastating.
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Romantic Dominant
January 5, 2020 at 3:13 pm
Smiles. The power of attraction. Thank you.
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Allison Marie Conway
January 5, 2020 at 3:15 pm
Yes. ☺️
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thereluctantpoet
January 7, 2020 at 12:45 am
Loved this! So beautifully penned! It’s hard to explain the Unexplainable!! Bravo!
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Romantic Dominant
January 7, 2020 at 3:32 pm
You are more than kind. Thank you.
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thereluctantpoet
January 7, 2020 at 1:12 am
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Romantic Dominant
January 7, 2020 at 3:32 pm
Smiles. Thank you.
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eragoddesoflove
August 14, 2020 at 3:54 pm
Feel
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