Eyes Of The Beholder Poem by Eli Medina

Breaking away from these rusted chains today,

now I see the light shining down upon my face,

and the beauty of a new day strikes a pose in my soul,

just look into my eyes and see what you'll find,

is it what you dream of? ... is it what you imagine?

or is my love still lacking... I find it hard to swollow,

but I know it will be ok caues love is just there to borrow,

so treat it good while you got it,

cause the love I speak of is the type you find in novels,

'seems to good to be true' you say just take my hand and you will see,

that love can be reality.