Lost For Words
I'm a writer, a sucker for flowery words
Creating poetry and proses I can afford,
Then we met and everything changed
My mind went idle, empty in a snap
Hands frozen, heart trembling, begging to stop--
I could no longer write, how strange!
There's something cryptic about you, can't explain,
Can't even put it into words, hopelessly gripping my pen
Staring at a blank sheet, crumpling stained papers
Why can't I even describe you in metaphors?
I'm just a poet, lost for words and what can I do?
I'd rather sit here and silently adore you.
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