Ineffable [sonnet]

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If words could sum your features up with ease
my voice would speak them ceaselessly with pride;
but I can only know them by degrees —
not concretely but faintly, half-implied.

Your landscape spansome smile disarms my mind;
removes its normal smooth semantic flow.
Your eyes with undulations undefined —
a changing crazy-patterned portico.

The multi-facet mazeful mouth I see
becomes a work of art (I’m dewy-eyed).
The whole ensemble shifts repeatedly
and I dumbfounded am on every side.

To think that I could grade your face with words
is not only conceited but absurd!

© 2011, Alan Morrison

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