Parchment

My eyes utter unspoken odes
As they meet with yours

My fingers trace unwritten words
Across your smooth lips

My hands write silent songs
As they roam your body

My tongue sings a soundless aria
As it parts your intimacy

Your body becomes my parchment
For my greatest work

Your lust filled moans become songs
Where silence would have spread

Your sex becomes a book
Which I fill with my overflowing ink

Your love becomes the words
Which I could never form.