When I’m near you, I don’t know what to do with my hands
Or where to look.
If I could choose, I would look nowhere else but at you.
When I see you, the words I’ve mulled over for days
To make just right are suddenly gone.
If I could choose, I would give you my soul to read.
When I’m with you, even the words left unspoken
Are beautiful if shaped by your voice.
If I could choose, your voice would be all I heard.
When I think of you, I am on the brink of truth
The world is laid before me, and the path is clear.
If I could choose, I would walk it with you.

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