blank

 

you stare back at me

as white as a ghost

longing for something

not quite sure exactly

of what is to come

 

you wait for me

to make that move

hoping and wishing

for just one thought

for just one word

 

you listen to the music

as it plays in the background

inspiration is somewhere

words are gathering

dark clouds part to reveal a clear sky

a night with a full moon

shining back with a smile

as the once blank page

comes to life

words falling

one

at

a

time...

no

longer

blank.