how i begin
I need a start
to express my art
just a word, or a look
or a feeling
wrenched from deep within
is how I begin
a story
told through my lover's eyes
a faint surprise
as emotions play on her face
leaving their trace
on the ends of my fingers
exposed memory lingers
long into the darkness of my soul
a song that rings quietly
the tinkling of a bell
that tolls
my truth exposed
a door once closed
now open to reveal
the tender flesh of vulnerability
her eyes conceal
to express my art
just a word, or a look
or a feeling
wrenched from deep within
is how I begin
a story
told through my lover's eyes
a faint surprise
as emotions play on her face
leaving their trace
on the ends of my fingers
exposed memory lingers
long into the darkness of my soul
a song that rings quietly
the tinkling of a bell
that tolls
my truth exposed
a door once closed
now open to reveal
the tender flesh of vulnerability
her eyes conceal
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