Secrets all around me
An Artist in my head
A head case through my art
Dark haired beauty dressed in black
On a canvas is where we meet
For a moment we are together
Years ago...when we met.


She stands on a bluff
Overlooking what she can't possibly see
I make love with her...
With every curve I draw
This sketch is my child
The only gift I can give to her


Black strokes scratch white paper
Flaws change into perfection
And you...
Still the same way I remember you to be...
Perfect.


My mouth lay steadfast in a bask of unsaid words...
Tears dry out by the time they reach my truth
And I love you with all of me...
But too many secrets within me
To let you see all of thee
So I will just tell you in a story of shapes
That you will call a portrait...
and I call you...