Nothing But Words

Sometimes words just aren't enough
to capture all of the magic that surrounds
the spill of the rainbow after a good storm
the twinkles that resound from a caring eye
the lick of the lips before that first kiss
 
resplendent, sumptuous, beheld
my mind wanders the forest that is me
searching for what now remains
the faults and the fissures
the fallen, and the free
 
the leaves fall one by one
opulent amber hues abound
ne'er is there a sound
 
no words but the beauty still exists
 
there's a rustle in the air
the bark begins to bleed
will the words spill out and breathe
 
I hesitate,  
a chestnut gallops by
smiles and winks her eye
 
the words now come
flowing with matchless grace
stunning, wondrous, sweet
adorning a remarkable face