Thursday, September 20, 2018

The creation of love

by Sleepy Eyes (writer), , March 01, 2012

The sensual side of love as it evolves like works of art, from painting to writing to sculpture.

Find me between all the notes,

And words placed to conceal me.

I am in the blanks,

The incomplete sentence.

I rest my head on the clean slate,

I am the white wall.

Mold me into some known shape,

Delicately paint on my canvas.

Turn it into something beautiful,

I ache to be touched.

To remember things I have no memory of,

No understanding of.

You will be the artist,

I will be your creation.

Sleepy Eyes

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