Genius of the Unwordable (Poem)

To approach love with thick lips
And a haughty tongue
Is to look the sweet, majestic sun in the face and say
"I dare you to blind me."
She can only oblige.

Far be it for your conscience to keep you
From this errand you have acquired...
But the universe you concoct
Will not be expansive enough
To stroke within its hands
This word you call reachable.

-D.