Blind Faith

There are so many words I can't muster the courage to say,

I don't have to say them,

I don't want to say them,

I can't say them

Your kiss takes the breath from my body...the breath I need to speak

The words are written clear across my face

So easy to see through smeared mascara and a glistening layer of sweat

But do you really have to look at me to see?

You never do,

You never had to,

You never will

You can almost smell an emotion on my skin,

You can taste it on my tongue

You read the words right off of me

Carved in braille and cut into my soul,

You read my thoughts as your hands move steadily over my cold flesh

But as a blind man may know the touch of a statue never seen,

The smell of oil paint on canvas,

The sound of children laughing...

You will never know how I truly look.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

6~23~2002 Unfinished.  For anyone who thinks that they know me well enough to feel me just by touching me...you know nothing!

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very nice quality I liked it