unspoken words assume power
on the paper that is the canvas
for our opinions that we've become
too afraid, too suppressed to openly
admit to our peers, who's "open minded"
attitude. have been forged through the 'norm'
your eyes gaze lovingly over the words
written upon aged paper, rough when touched
translated into images of beauty and desire
in your so intricately webbed mind that i've
only grown to find so much more dear
to the evolution of the connection between
two lovers of words
my young beauty, the beauty that is forged
in your mind, so deep and yet so clear
expose it to the rest of the world
take a peak over the top of your novel, and
speak what is on your mind