However much we describe and explain love,
When we fall in love we are ashamed of our words.
Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,
But love unexplained is clearer.
When pen hasted to write,
On reaching the subject of love it split in twain.
When the discourse touched on the matter of love,
Pen was broken and paper torn.
In explaining it reason sticks fast, as a (donkey) in mire;
Naught but Love itself can explain love and lovers!

-♥ Rumi ♥-