Chill housebeats perfume the air
He sits in the coffee chair
Black ink spots the journal’s page
He rests his chin and gaze
Chocolate fingers and chocolate eyes
He finds the words to write
His mind moves fast
The pages not left unsaid
He thumbs the words before
His heart pours out more
He smiles, he writes, he hums
His page is full
Once more
Kelsey With Some Jo 