The affect you have on me
There is no combination of words that I can use to that would accurately describe the coalescence of feelings that occur when you pop into my head.
It appears to me that you have created your own product of chemicals, your own word or phrase, your existence within my life is unique for you and you alone.
I have never struggled with words.
Whether it is an impromptu speech or a carefully planned presentation, I would excel.
Yet when you walk in the room, the words cannot be found. My articulation disappears in between the layers of the fabric of our universe and I become dumbstruckingly taken aback by your profound beauty.
It is not just the beauty of your face or your body, but the appeal of your mind.
The way that your presence commands attention from all who have been graced by your existence.
Perhaps I am one and the same of all of the other wordless fools when faced with a kind like you.
Rather than taking that title with shame, I claim it with pride.
I could write it on my forehead with permanent marker or onto my chest where my heart used to be.
You have an individual hold on my heart, my head, and my soul.
In only a years time you have engrained yourself into my very being, and every waking thought I have is shadowed by the thought of you.
My friends are worried.
They think I need a swift rescue, but I am exactly where I want to be.
Copyright © Lola Martone | Year Posted 2026
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