A lovepoem

She loved him. Boundless.
The words to describe her feelings was not enough. They were totally ineffective. Total without effect. As a useless weapon in the hands of a completely ignorant shooter. A water pistol without water. Cupid with bow without string. David with a sling without stone. A rhetorician without voice. An artist with no paint and brushes. A politician without a program. She searched for words that could detach her from this    indescribible tyranny. Finding words that could get her emotional target to understand the monumental emotional storms that passed inside her when they looked at each other. They also had their own native language and the knowledge of the other’
s were not well developed, neither to speak nor understand, they stood like two strangers and did what no spoken language was needed to.
They kissed each other.