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Unwritten Letter

 
The ink from my quill dry, nothing flows    
the alabaster unsullied parchment pure and pristine  
spreads under my fingers waiting to be denuded  
by memories which have yet to incur    
 
My thoughts disconnected and disengaged collide    
obliterating a weave of methodically well written script    
of a seductive dance with every step perfected in my mind    
sliding into unknown future unto this unwritten letter    
    
The laughter of our unborn children with your eyes  
and my smile, filling uninhabited spaces of a lake house      
taunting echoes which are merely a minuscule breath    
of ink suspended, eternally frozen in mid-air    
    
Half full wine glasses strewn on a blanket in luscious  
vineyards of Pinot Meunier, warm sun-kissed grapes;  
a paradigm of promises sealed with patina  
coated memories inside an hour glass of sand    
    
Whispers trapped inside threads of sheets    
as white as my unsent unwritten letter, emblazoned  
with scents of morning dew and you, stretching  
fibers of my four chambers sheltering the unspoken truth.    
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