“To The Girl: Part One”  or “The Lowest Creature” –2/9/04

I wanted to write you a love poem,
But that’s just what I can’t do.
I’ve got a million numbered phrases,
That don’t add up to you.

To say that you are wonderful,
Is to say the Sun is bright.
To say I live is to say,
The Moon shines with its own light.

To say that you are beautiful,
Is to call the Flower Sod.
To say I Love is to call,
The very lowest creature God.