Monday, April 26, 2010

Blurry


My blind eyes see 
more clearly 
than what my glass veiled eyes ever could. 
In front of me stands perfection, adoration, and happiness. 

My selfish eyes search for change
Your gentle hand cradles my heart.

You are the long lashes
in my perfect dream portrait.
Even grainy photography
and cloudy vision
can't hide your intentions.

1 comment:

bairdduvessa said...

i can't tell if this one is amazingly happy or sad

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