I can't write anything today

Why do the words elude me today
Usually I can't keep them in
They need to be written
Need to be shared
Heard
Repeated
Felt on the tips of tongues
Chewed on and digested
And given to someone else
They want to run with the wild hearts of youth
Kiss their secret lover's lips
And hold an infant in their arms
But today they shy away
I have nothing to say
Nothing to feel
Nothing to make you feel
Why has my gift abandoned me today?