Saying I love you....

...is like stopping my watch
slowing down the cogs of time
like asking someone to open
a best kept bottle of vintage wine
for I cannot express the thoughts in my head
but choose anonymous lines instead
no feelings fickle, nor phrases ficticious
compare to the strength of a smile
nor reflective exchanges from sparkling eyes
for a never ending mirrored while
for the words are wasted
like too many wasted words
weightless like thoughts in the air
valid but for the blink of an eye
caught up in a fire-filled stare
I fear they should never be said
but as feelings entertained
and lived, enjoyed, embraced
a portrait of love
in eternity framed.