How Can I

how can I say the words 
or write them 
when even singing at the top of my lungs 
serenading 'till dawn 
isn't quite right a form 
of an expression
when a heart is so tender
and distrustful of Love.
how can I tell you
the words that define 
that inner bustling beat 
of everlasting yearning
for touch
in a world so sterile 
when my finger tips are numb
and my insides are hollow
how can I run to you 
my love 
if I have no feet 
and my breath is all swept away
and my limbs are broken
aching to be carried
how can I love you
my love 
when I have no more love to give
how can I.