You make me frustrated.
Frustrated that when I look at you
and think to say I love you
but the words fall short
like the shortness of breath you cause
when your eyes connect with mine.
It frustrates me that
you make me feel
but no dictionary has a word for it.
So how then will I convey
the stutter of my heart
when you whisper my name
making all the world just fall away
till its just you and me.
Tell me how I'm supposed to let you know
that I'm nauseous with bliss when you walk my way
and that I'm shivering and rubbing and holding myself.
In a futile attempt to escape the cold
that comes when you are gone.
Tell me how I'm supposed to, in one phrase
light the understanding of your consciousness
like you light my life with your presence
getting you to see that I don't just love you,
but that you frustrate me.
