There was once a poem.

I don't think it's necessary to be poetic as long as you speak from the heart. Even if you can't say it well, you can use wine and hugs to interpret your mood!

If you really want it, go to the novel "How many flowers fall in a dream". You can read it. It's very touching, especially at the end. Its book ends with a poem:

When We Were Young

You like talking, and I like laughing.

Once sat side by side under a peach tree.

The wind is in the treetops and the birds are singing.

I fell asleep somehow.

How much do you know in your dreams?