Blindness Poem by Kiona Pearson
Blindness
Take a look at me, my friend
What am I to you?
My eyes, my face, my hands
I always thought you knew.
Mortals just accept so much
That heart can lie to eyes.
You overlook my shape so strange
And love me 'til you die.
A love can call the blindness
to all the things you see.
For as long as one is willing
For as much as you'll love me.
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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