Blind Eyes...

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    Blind Eyes...

     

                I’m blinded by you…your light is so bright and makes my soul feel brand new. I can’t take my vision away from you…and it’s so true. I’m too scared to blink and open my eyes and not see you. You feel so good to me that I know it’s bad. Wondering how you can make me love you when I should be mad. I don’t understand the revelations that rise everyday between us. I look in the mirror and wonder why I put myself through this mess. Why can’t I let this forbidden fruit go when I see all the signs? I’m lost and looking at you with Blind eyes…

                Love at first sight is a bitch! Blinded by the imperfections that need to be seen, how could I let this slide through and take over me? I hate you with a passion but that passion fuels my love for you. That desire to kiss, hold, treasure and adore you. Even through the wrong I want to make it right. As this love have me in need for you to be my sight. I’m looking at you with Blind eyes… and how I like that you never seemed to be shy. Your bold persona and aggressive attitude takes control of the wheel as you drive my heart to an unknown destination.

                 Blind eyes…

                Tell me why?

                Why your love makes me cry?

                I pray to God Blind eyes…

                That before I die

                I need to know your true alibi           

                Where were you when I needed you by my side?

                How could I know that you were full of lies?

                That you made me so blind to see the signs

                Blinded by your love and your attention

                When in reality, it was all my imagination.

                I can’t see with or without you…diagnosis Blind eyes…

     

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    Merlyn commented on Blind Eyes...

    06-04-2010

    Everyone has had blind eyes. As you get older, you hold yourself back, more and more before you leap head long with your heart. All you will ever need will come from within. Look there.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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