If I had all the time I could desire
I could not tell you what I really think.
Your presence and appearance both conspire
To make my mind forget the crucial link
That lies between a thought and its expression.
I'd simply stand there, gaping at your face
Which makes so powerful a first impression
That still I cannot block out or erase
Its image from my mind, and, staring, stay
Totally silent, as you looked at me.
Inside my mind, I know what I should say,
But with you there, as all that I would see
I could not speak a word. I'd stand there mute
To watch you stand there too, being so cute.
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