Nov 29
They blur,
Your eyes do,
With joyful serenity,
The lines fade,
With a single step,
Bold,
Afraid no longer,
Across,
Unexpected bright
That blinds,
And all I see,
Need not be said.
Your eyes do,
With joyful serenity,
The lines fade,
With a single step,
Bold,
Afraid no longer,
Across,
Unexpected bright
That blinds,
And all I see,
Need not be said.
