Nothing says ‘I love you’ any more
than a corny joke that I would utter
Nothing says ‘I love you’ any more
than your caring demeanor
None could say this to me in a way
that I would choose to believe.
Even I could not say it in words
the way my head would conceive.
What else could I say when no words
Could encompass such feeling
Of being loved and cared for
In the sincerest way possible
That not even the Father of lies
Could e’er try to twist or defy
Not even “I love you” could satisfy
The expression of mutual affection
In fact, I cannot find the words.
Not even words could find me.
The end of this verse can’t find me
Just the way I know not how to end this;
But to still mention that I love you
Which I’ll keep finding new ways to say.