My eyes are like window panes
In which one can view my most intimate parts of my soul.
As I speak..My face is merely a vessel...
That houses the bright scenes of my life and loving will.
To shout out clear truths and dreamscapes
A television view of scenes of a gentle and true
gentleman's life and life's toll....
A path forged to the moment that you view from your eyes into
my Window View...
Of the inner me that cries at for you.
Beautiful visions you shall find...as I look through
into your window panes...
I shall see the moments of truth and deeper inner sweetness
The strengths,weaknesses,and details
that light up the television screen
That is your hopefulness.
Engaged and locked into one another
the visual fields....
We get lost in yearning for the portions
of each other's shows that make up
the lost parts of life's television play...
As we greet,together,forever, every beautiful oncoming day.