In outline
brushed strokes so fine
and flyaway hair
is where I want to be
with you,
blinded in blue and through the mastery of imagery
I'd be able to see
more than the artist ever could.
Would you draw inside of me inside of you,two who are blinded in blue?
you can make the man
plan the lines
draw the blinds
and with soft pencils bleed me
into the blinding of you.