Left Unwritten

The poem unwritten
As I put the pen to paper.
As I close my eyes all
I can picture is you,
My muse and knight.
All the spilled emotions
And feelings I try to hide
From everyone else.
But you and the paper
Know all my secrets.
You read me like you
Read my poems, able
To grasp everything I say
And do not say out loud.
You and I are like
The poem unwritten.