A OPEN FACE CANVAS by Shantell Cooper

A OPEN FACE CANVAS.........

My darkest hour may be my greatest Accomplishment,  I put my Right Foot Forward as I move Closer to my Descent... Standing here in Straight Canvas Form, Waiting to Paint this Image as if I were Being Born...  Array of Colors as they Blend into my Existence, I hold the Brush of Life Cause I'm Ready to Exude my Confidence... Because The Natural Essence That Gives me Tranquility, I revoke this Entity that Jeopardizes My Stability...   Although Pleasantly I remember his One of a Kind Essence,  Ocean Fresh Scent was the Exact Name of His Fragrance... The Aromatics Seems to Be always Lingering, I Close my Eyes as if I'm still Tingling...  Wanting to Envelop what Memories I Share with my Mind, I Grab Hold Of Remnants That was Left from way Behind...  Now I'm Laying in a Pool of Silk Satin Sheets,  Painting this Mural in these Open Virtual Streets...  Aware of my Movements Aware of my Pain, I put Forth my Best Effort and all that I Claim...  Moving on suppose to Be Easy Right? But how can you Move on when you Still reach for him in the middle of the Night..  MISSING The one Ingredient that Seems to Make You Whole, Trying to Fill that Void from this empty ass Hole... Substitutes Don't even Count they're only Temporary, I need that Blood Moving Spirit who Name is always gonna be Legendary...  Etched Across my Lips just like No Other, He's King Supreme My #1 Fantastic Lover....

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