A MESS FOR WORDS & YOU

you make me a mess for words.
trying to scramble them together, like a jigsaw puzzle.
connect them like pieces of poetry, magnetic to the refrigerator.
but nothing works,
nothing goes together,
nothing like you + me.

i search the dictionary for creative phrases
for better descriptions of these "lovey dovey phases"
that you, seem to put me through
but wordless and sentenceless i am
as i scram to look and look for something to describe
something as wonderful as you.

it's incredible, that i can't find a darn adjective to define
my life, with you, but i guess that's because you're incredible
and though we're together, i can't seem to stop pining, over you.
and that may be silly to say, but it's true

because you seem to just play the right chords, towards, my heart,
in the same rhythm, to the beat, in my body.
& it doesn't make sense, but i know you do
and that's all that counts to me.
but i told you it was, because, i was a mess,
for words, and you, and i have been,
since the beginning.

oh love, look what you do to me.

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