why did I write

At every sight of yours
every thought that carries your name
every dream where I see you
I write proses about you

proses that seem endless
and yet have an end
proses where words are chosen
and yet am at a loss of words

where each word is set
with wings to fly towards
the highest clouds known
and carry with it your beauty

and then I always wonder
why did i choose these words
which pale in front of you, for
they cannot describe fraction of you

then each sight of yours
makes me look as a fool
on why i decides to describe you
why did i even write

why did I even write
when there are no words
that can stand up to your beauty
stand up to your heart, your soul