tongue-tied.

Posted on 20 October 2016 by what sandra thinks

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

double-s-div

© 2016 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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21 Responses to tongue-tied.

  1. The V Pub says:
    20 October 2016 at 11:00 am

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

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  2. paul says:
    20 October 2016 at 11:10 am

    The dream. The expectation. The hope. 😉

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  3. tarnishedsoul says:
    20 October 2016 at 11:12 am

    This is simply beautiful! ❤

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  4. Halycon Prana says:
    20 October 2016 at 12:01 pm

    I feel this.

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  6. Meg Sorick says:
    20 October 2016 at 12:08 pm

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

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  8. D. Wallace Peach says:
    21 October 2016 at 11:36 am

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

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  9. magarisa says:
    21 October 2016 at 2:23 pm

    Why let words spoil the moment? 😉

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  10. Miriam says:
    21 October 2016 at 9:13 pm

    So sweet and full of emotion. Loved it! ❤️

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