Lost Spirit

I think of words to say to you
But most remain unsaid
My lips when I am near you
Seem to disobey my head

I dream of ways I could explain
The nature of my passion
But with you I am spellbound
And my heart provokes inaction

I long to find that one day
I can tell you short and sweet
Of everything I feel for you
And make this love complete

You just have an effect on me
I never could explain
I think it out but when you're there
My mind goes blank again!

© Rich Harding, 1985 (1st January)