I stare blankly at the computer screen,
Wondering how to begin writing.
How do I gather all I'm feelings,
And translate them into typing.
I start to smash on the keyboard,
Hoping something comes out.
I search pointlessly,
Looking for something that stands out.
A word or a letter,
Something to inspire my hands,
Even a jumbled up group of letters
That might remind me of a sound.
I shake my head in defeat,
It seems like nothings going to help me.
I take off my glasses,
And rub my eyes that have grown tired.
Like many of the poets
That have come before me,
I lack the genius to begin writing
What I feel for you, my darling.
And so I offer this to you,
A sad excuse for a poem.
Of a man at a loss for words,
Trying to court a woman.
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