Love Speechless

I look on Nature and my thoughts,

Like nimble skaters, skim the land;

But when I watch my loved one near,

My thoughts are walkers in soft sand.

I am a man that sees a sky

Alive with stars that cannot rest;

My eyes are here, my eyes are there,

Above, and then below her breast.

Much like the summer’s bee am I,

A thousand flowers before his eyes;

He, knowing each one’s power to please,

No sooner settles than must rise.

I sit bewildered by those charms

That follow wave by wave all day;

When I would with one wave make free,

The others take my breath away.