You Make Me Go Weak Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Your presence steals the ground beneath me,
a soft pull, gentle and relentless.
The air thickens when you speak,
each word a thread I cannot untangle.

My chest tightens,
not from fear but from too much feeling.
Your gaze finds the quiet places in me,
ones I didn't know could be touched.

Every moment with you is an undoing,
a slow unravel of what I thought I was.
My strength falters,
but I do not mind the fall.

Because in your orbit,
weakness feels like the beginning of flight.