There I was, dreaming, hoping
that I may be able to find
A befitting poetry, that described
Your beauty, oh you, O charming.
Hopeless, though, I eventually realized
Wasn't it to even imagine?
Words suchlike were ever carved
Ah, a grand debacle of greatest of the bard!
There I was, again, celebrating,
The Failure of Words: so heartening!
For I was the victor, who caused this fall,
I said nothing, but didn't I say it all?