Like the drifting pinks and reds of an autumn sunset

A Poem

Like the drifting pinks and reds of an autumn sunset,
Like the rolling, vast unfathomable ocean,
Like the oceanic intoxication of a moment of insight
(as brief as the beat of wings, as eternal as hope itself)
my love for you is beyond mere words.

My love for you is beyond mere words,
beyond mere intellect,
beyond theorising,
beyond categorisation,
beyond comparison,
beyond all such thinking things.

My love for you- like the sunset, like the ocean
quite simply and quite beautifully is.