Unwritten

She is unwritten. 

She's every attempt... 

....An incriminating accomplice to the love scene murdering the barriers my heart held before her love 

I haven't written in a while

I've been thinking of all the beautiful ways to say I love you

See I said it when I came back to you 

"I love you"
 ...spoken with every door knock

You knocked down my hearts preemptive witholdings

With no predisposed assumptions

The consumption of daydreams distended

Daydreaming with ink I aim to create the beauty painted by the finest artists 

(a quick trip down memory lane)
Your vocals hitting praises for your orgasms highs 

Pleasing everywhere...a keen focus...
(memories lanes congested with ambient smiles)

She's fine

Vulgar expletives I normally use avoided

The student to your prudent sagacity

Teaching me

The justice of losing control

Uncontrollably loving of course

Mental canvases 

Closing off empty chapters

Loves proximity repeated
Regained, reacquainted, and reborn

Magazine clippings---shuffling the  feathers from wings of fallen angels
A beautiful unfinished master-piece
Pic stitching the years drafts

She and her
The unwritten

Harmonizing in union
Falsettos and alto melodies
"Its none of your friends business.... its OURS!"

To be written... soon