Through Your Eyes


Trying to feel out

The greenery rolled ahead,

The leaves that have been colored dead

And the heavens of blue

In their purest form.

If somehow

It could just come to me

Like a burst of light

In the blackest night.



My senses


The laced up defenses

Caged around

Potential beauty.

But every pang of would be precision

Is weakened

Through filtered vision --

A redundant haze.

Shaded by my darkest fears,

Warped memories,

And insecurities of grey.

What I wouldn't give

To see the world

Through your eyes...

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