Blank slate

I took your words as 

promises, as plans, 

but they were just possibilities 

—

April PAD Day 6 - a blank poem 

Poetic Asides -- what I love about (blank)

(Blank)

The blank page is where I begin and end,
a world unwritten and unknown until
pen meets paper (or fingers meet keyboard)
and love is spoken into existence.

The blank stare is where I begin, and end
a world unwritten and unknown. Until
pen meets paper (or fingers meet keyboard),
love is broken from existence.