Poetic Justice

Speechless

It's frustrating I tell you,
My words are like the waters
Of a forever flowing waterfall.
For every colour there's a sentence
That has to describe it's beauty.
For every feeling,
There's a word that it has to match.

I live and breathe them,
There's more words that flow through my
Veins,
Than there is blood.
I ask serious things,
About life and it's meaning,
Then I talk about nothing at all,
Why do seeds turn into plants?

I speak more than I feel,
Because words are what I feel.
I've made it a part of who I am,
Integrated it into my mind,
That a world without speaking,
Is a world without acting.

But see,
Around you,
It's different.
I feel these swirling emotions,
Emotions that I have no words for.
My lips are sealed
As my heart flutters into infinity.

There's nothing to describe,
How I feel when I think about you.
Your touch sends sensations,
Sensations I wish I could explain.
But I can't explain them,
And it frustrates me to the core.
How can I feel so much,
Yet say so little.

It's as is if your presence alone,
Leaves me dumbfounded,
And weak in every aspect.
My words are my ammunition,
And you took them away,
With a sudden glimpse in my direction.
I guess if I we're Superman,
You would be my kryptonite.

Except Superman doesn't love kryptonite,
Perhaps that is what it is,
Love,
But how can one word,
Possibly describe so many feelings?
No,
I have a clearer answer,
You do something no one has ever gotten
Right to do before,
You my dear,
Make my heart scream a thousand different
Feelings,
But you leave my words,
As empty as a pessimist sees his glass.
You,
Make me spespeehless

(A/n: lol, and I am rarely ever speehless. I probably talk more than I breathe. (That was an exaggeration, obviously) hope u liked this poem lol!
Xoxo
Nikita)