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At a loss for words with so much to say

Why is it that when I think of you I think so hard, But when I open my mouth to speak, vowels and consonants come out with less words than blank cards.
I have you in my head, curious about my heart, I have had you so many places I dont know where to start, but yet and still with you I am at a loss.
At a loss for words with so much to say, maybe its how you do things in such a way, such a way where it leaves me speechless with so much breath or maybe even breathless with so much speech.
It's like you have a hold of curiosity, with the desire of the dissection of your every want and needs.
Sweet as honey trying not to be drawn like bees, but as poisonous as a cobra so I dance with you unsure if I I should leave.
Like a mystery unsolved because no one wants to spoil the ending, but eveytime the book is lifted its like its a new beginning.
A fresh start for grown man with a master plan living life day by day and yet an still I remain at a loss for words with so much to say.
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