Blind | poem

I give you my love

In rubies, gold,

Tea cups and

Wire wrapped jewels.

But you don’t see.

When you are a fish in mud,

I catch you

And sing:

You’re beautiful,

Enchanting, magical!

You are everything.

But you don’t hear.

I caress you, I cradle you. I sprinkle

You with gold dust, blow roses

Into your blood.

I kiss you and kiss you and kiss—

But you don’t feel.

I crumple your shoulders, pull you

Into me like wind through

Trees, but you don’t move.

You stare at me through

A mirror, hissing,

I love you! Can’t you

See?