My Secret
I hide behind the combination of letters I put on paper
Unable to speak when I am close to you, near you in person
When I see you I lose all train of thought
I am silenced, words fail me, cease to exist
I am enamored, enchanted, without speech
Copyright © Thea Lazenby | Year Posted 2011
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