searching for you in a crowd
and i reach for you desperately
saying your name aloud
i try to hide my infatuation
in fear that yours does not amount
and ive concealed my utter elation
more times than i care to count
but then your frame envelops me
and at once i understand
that never in my depressing life
have i been so loved by a man
your contact sets free the butterflies
that nest inside my soul
and as we form these stronger ties
a diamond forms from my heart of coal
the source of my joy
where i can be free
where i am treasured
for just being me
your arms are my refuge
your touch is my drug
youre the one that i run to
when i start to go numb
youre some kind of angel
some inhuman being
some type of doctor
that keeps my heart beating
youre the only subject
that leaves me without words
and my poems just cant capture
the peace i get when we converge
unspeakable miracle
my stubborn muse
my withholding inspiration
that i so badly long to use
you silence my mind
unlike ive ever felt
my words simply resign
when they feel my heart melt
i long to keep you with my words
but some demon is keeping me hushed
like a dam has sprouted in my mind
and turns my metaphors to mush
please banish this barrier
like youve demolished all the rest
so i may try to convey to you
just how much i feel blessed
i despise that i know
how to turn every phrase
and paint murals with words
that spin out with gentle grace
i can harness my mind
and force it to create
but some spirit has been rendering me
incapable as of late
and i know what it is
for it never leaves my thoughts
youre the one responsible for these
spells of deprivation and droughts
no amount of skill
can weave you into words
i know, for ive tried
containing you in verse
but the results are pathetic
and its getting me down
all i want is to represent you
the only way i know how
to no avail
i clench my jaw, tight
no abundance of detail
could mimic your light
nothing before
has ever held my tongue
or prevented my pen
from singing as it sung
do you do this for sport?
some sort of motive?
because youve won, i surrender!
just dont keep my mind captive!
i only want to show you this beauty
the way i can twist phrase to phrase
how i can stitch words together
in the most elegant of ways
but ive tried and ive tried
and i cant seem to break
whatever youve got
please, my voice is at stake!
i just want to write
you onto my parchment
for you to truly see
the contents of my compartment
that occupies the space
where a beating heart should be
it left me long ago
and it left me with ease
so i keep instead
a stash of my words
in that cold domain
for my mind to rehearse
whatever speech it has prepared
to spit out in a rhyme
how convienient it is
it saves much of my time
so now do you see
how unarmed i am
while trying to describle love
the only way that i can?
could you possibly help
to recover my skill?
itll be worth your time
i promise, it will!
what a perfect example
of classic writer's block
i never thought id live to see the day
when it conquered my thoughts
defeated is how
id describe this prison state
but i know you cant grasp it
that you just cant relate
so perhaps i can portray it?
put you in my shoes?
or would it be unfair
to display my abuse?
ill just leave it at this, then
that you redefine words
youve taken my pen
and taunt me with what youve captured
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