How difficult for me
To paint a picture for you,
Sweetheart,
How difficult it is!
For how can I find
The colors of your eyes,
Or the hues of your lips,
Or the shades of your hair?
How can I find the tints
Of your skin, and where?

How difficult for me
To write a poem about you,
Sweetheart,
How difficult it is!
For how can I find
The words for the melody
Of your voice,
Or the tune of your laughter,
Or the rhythm
Of your steps?
How can I find the music
Of your soul, and where?

How difficult for me
Sweetheart,
To paint or to write!
How difficult to use
The colors,
Or the words,
Or the tunes,
Or the marbles,
Or the gold,
To convey your beauty,
For you are
Beyond all these
Ordinary tools
That men normally use
To describe
Ordinary women,
For you are
Beyond all women
That I have seen
In reality or dream.