I can be anything
you want me to be.
I can close my eyes,
and the blindness
of dark yields
no surprise.

When imagination
guides me in my
own path through
the long green
world.

Yet your gone,
and I'm still
walking the road
with a broken thought.

I am not lost or sad
with the lose.
I grab the last memory
as you smile.

And your memory is the only
sunlight that blinds me.
I'm bathing in warmth
in my own blind velvet
night.

I may be lost but
your eyes guides me
home.

06/26/2010

Posted on 06/26/2010
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