Blind Poem by gina layog

I don't want to be blind, nor you to me be casually bind,
Not my style, nor my design....
A vast chasm, an ocean of blues dines on the waters,
I don't want to sound like a cliche'
I stand before you nude, my heart bare, my mouth mute,
Can you see me? Can you hear me?
Despite these difficulties, all my insecurities, my iniquities,
Cradled in your arms, I quietly dream
Silence my only option, my one companion,
that bore this pain, to which I woke up....to this nothingness
....into this I let go......