shy girl

I wish I could talk to you
Even if just a whisper
But when you’re around
I’m shy and tongue-tied
My insides melt
Around my pounding heart
And my voice is paralyzed
But then I see your sweet smile
And I show you mine
Everything in me is stirred
And I
 know I never need
To speak a single word


© 2016 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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21 Responses to tongue-tied.

  1. The V Pub says:

    It’s an amazing feeling when this happens. Beautifully expressed, Sandra!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. paul says:

    The dream. The expectation. The hope. 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  3. This is simply beautiful! ❤


  4. Halycon Prana says:

    I feel this.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Meg Sorick says:

    Lovely, Sandra! sometimes you don’t need the words… 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Lovely, Sandra. Sometimes there’s no need for words.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. magarisa says:

    Why let words spoil the moment? 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Miriam says:

    So sweet and full of emotion. Loved it! ❤️

    Liked by 1 person

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