Daily poem project day 1 “First”

They say you’ll never forget your first. But for some reason I can’t get you out of my mind. First impression I was all tongue tied. You approached me. I could hear your voice but it sounded like a broken speaker box. Because my mind was crowded with thoughts of my first poem of you. 

Speak, he’s talking to you. 

Silence nothing but silence. The first time I’ve ever lost my words was the day I met you. 

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