"unprofessed" poems
Against my heart beats frightened wings
Fluttered words I can't express
My fingers laced by guitar strings
That sounds my restlessness
Blank pages torn and ripped away
With love left unprofessed
My darling, if I could convey
To your lips mine would be pressed
Though thoughts that filter unmarked scars
Come to me in idleness
I drift my heart amidst the stars
For this love I can't oppress
But soon we'll soar and taste the sky
As pinions tremble beneath our chests
In flight with you forever
Not the world nor I detest
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC