your face
in my mind
stays
always
looking at me
the way it never has
as you turn away
black liquid shadows
drown me like tears

sweet arms enfold me
hold me
if you can
for at the slightest touch
I may float away
swirling soap-bubble heart
thoughts like gossamer
vanishing when you breathe

none of it was ever
really real
but I don't care
for fantasy
can become reality
if I only wish hard enough
I can see
maybe
what I have always felt
reflected
in your flowing eyes
your lyrical core
your heart, yourself
and all that you do

you hold my heart
in blind hands
and it could drop
splintering
breaking at last into
all that I am
more pieces than feelings
more feelings than thoughts
more thoughts than words
all disjointed
jumbled
crumbled
jigsaw's fading
waiting
to be fixed
once again
by the next pair of hands

though you are always blind
I see so much
though your eyes are always closed
I see
gold and greenery dancing
and scarlet-silver words
still flooding your mind

my heart opens and stays
always
in case your eyes may