How beauteous

How beauteous

Are the words of a poet

The pleasing taste

Of rhyme

As it melts on the tongue

The rhapsodic delight

Of purity

How can it only be

In the softness

Of a lover’s touch

A beloved voice

The kiss of a paramour

That such elation

In outpouring

As ecstatic as bliss

Can bring us closer

To the revelation

The truth of life

Is in love

Not words

In deeds

Not explanation

There is no condemnation

In the attempt

But every written line

Falls short

Of a final reveal

It is what we feel

And know to be true

That will release us

From mundanity

Lift us higher

Than we thought to be

Love is the key

To set the spirit free

Please unlock me.