Wednesday, March 20, 2013

blindness




That lung pain lets you know
she means something more
than flesh or time.
as i construct her, surely she is
because i only want to see.
veils between us
i wish to lift away
gently
and replace with embracing.
only holding back the fear,
can't we just see?

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