My heart waits
where it is not so easily rid
How easily words would escape me
As your body drew near
I drew back the blanket
As you uncovered my body
Terminating the stealth of the night
shining the light at a click of a button
To fully have seen himself
He must acknowledge the eyes of another
His soul an autonomist
conducting me to the extent of my extremities
perhaps my prayers fell from the sky
Maybe your eyes that found me
was not a coincidence
where it is not so easily rid
How easily words would escape me
As your body drew near
I drew back the blanket
As you uncovered my body
Terminating the stealth of the night
shining the light at a click of a button
To fully have seen himself
He must acknowledge the eyes of another
His soul an autonomist
conducting me to the extent of my extremities
perhaps my prayers fell from the sky
Maybe your eyes that found me
was not a coincidence
~JK
2/26/14
2/26/14
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