Freestyle

As I think about you,
the words spill off my lips
the ink flows from my pen
I cannot get my thoughts together
again
It happens everytime I try
I try to make a complete thought
of you
What's wrong?
Cuz this ain't me
This isn't my usual
Not my style
I've never been at a loss for
words
Then I met you
and every word
every sentence
Must be sought out
Nothing ever on the tip of my tongue
You make me lose my
breath
I can't keep up
I just can't keep
up
I'm trying
trying so hard
To pretend like you haven't grabbed
My attention
But it's so hard
when all words are taken
away
from me
I can reach out
and there they are
The phrases I use to describe
just how fine you are to me
But as soon as I touch them they
scatter
in a million different directions
just like my thoughts
You see?
All my efforts disappear
so
fleetingly
I wanted this to rhyme
when I began it
As you can see
that didn't happen
Because as soon as I had all my thoughts together
I thought of you
again

2006 (c) Jacki Simmons