He is a Symphony

How can I describe my love?
He is a symphony
Words fall short of who he is
For he is a melody

A softly played seduction
Not even Mozart could compose
Why try to explain my love
When only music knows

He is poetry in motion
Beyond what words can say
A dance, an unspoken story
Led by music’s sway

He is a look, a wink, a gesture
A captivating glance
He is a touch, a song, a whisper
A midnight lover’s dance

How can I describe my love
How can one describe a rose
How can one convey the beauty
Or enchantment of the cosmos?

You simply can’t explain
A grandeur none can mimic
For he is the sound of music
And I the pretty lyric