| Blind Search |
| I'm still looking for the one who was sent for me, eyes only half open because I don't like what I see. I'm tired of extending sincere invitations in an arena where emotions don't translate to real. Tired of wishy, washy, sometimesy devotion... misunderstandings, flirtatious unrequited notions, romance in disrepair...warm and inviting at first glance inside no depth or substance, only empty promises. I'm waiting, searching.... for whom I'm not sure. How will I recognize what I have never seen? Will my tainted eyes fail to see the truth when it arrives? How long can I live on the outskirts of love safely immersed in love song lyrics and hiding between poetic lines? Think I'll close my eyes completely... wait for the feel of him, sight unseen to complete our shared vision. RLT �2000 |
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