SPEECHLESS by: Nuala Molloy Moran

Sky Vault by Nuala Molloy Moran c



When he is around
I can’t make a sound
I’m frozen,
I’m unable to string even a few sentences together.

This takes place over and over,
and each time is like the first time.
I can’t think,
I can’t rhyme,
he finds me tongue tied,
and I’ve never been shy.

After all these years
he has occupied my mind.
He ignites my soul, I have no control.
I open my mouth to form the words,
My synopsis forms and transforms into only…
…a smile.

All I can do is smile.
He still gets me that way.
He blows my mind
every single time…
…end of conversation!

By:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 02/16/2008

(Photo c 2015 -Nuala Molloy Moran )


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