Words

What can you do when words cannot describe the way you feel...? Yet what are words capable of in the face of such overwhelming odds? If only words could save you and i could be the one to speak them.
If my heart could write songs they would sound like the beginning of a new day. The sunrise tinged with just enough orange and light pink to warm the room. Nudging through the trees that seem to know something is close, as their gentle flowers begin the slow and rewarding blossoming of spring. You could go out and lie beneath that old and beautiful tree, the rays of sunlight drawing in the last of the morning dew from the vibrantly green grass that forms the bed you lie upon.
What use do words have? Filled with promises and hopes and desires. But empty. Spoken, with true meaning? With every inch of your heart behind them? How else do you convey the deepest and most intense feelings of affection, compassion, adoration and respect? If nothing, if you can give me nothing, give me only the ability to show how i truly feel.