You Leave Me Wordless

I have searched dictionaries,

I have scoured thesauruses,

Seeking for lexigraphical excellence.

But words desert me,

They slide of the page.

They have no grip, no purchase.

I have tried to chisel out phrases

But my tools have fractured and blunted,

With the words splintering to consonant shards.

All that is left ,

All that holds together,

With dark mysterious swirling

Of present, past and future is:

I love you.