a miss

My collection is a little a miss..... Since you've come along....... I can't seem to just give a kiss.... To any ol stranger who sings the right song.... Its like i think of you so much.... That I can't even think of their touch.... I concentrate on some mundane thing you whispered to me.... Before i even get a chance to contemplate their..um..symmetry.... I forget to bat my lashes for a little attention.... And instead think of every dumb thing you mention