all the witty quips and scathing come-backs that
burst from my throat so easily
are gone; stolen by your dark eyes and dimpled smile.
words have always flocked to me, but i find myself
barely able to hold a conversation.
hopefully you don't notice i'm not really talking,
just nodding along to what you say.
you have turned me into a certified love-zombie and
i really want to kiss you right now.
so you can join me in this land of stilted speaking and one-word answers.
and it's actually kind of amazing, you know,
the feeling of being