I am blind, yet I do not see.
I am not blind
Yet I do not see
You speak
I listen
But so much is lost
In the absence of my sight
Only when you walk away
Do I realize what I missed
Your eyes showing so much emotion
Love, desire, compassion
From your eyes I seem disinterested
While that is not the case
I can’t help but think I’d feel the same way
If you didn’t see me
Didn’t even show the courtesy of looking through me
To give your heart to me. It meant everything.
You said it first
I wanted to wait until I meant it
Looking back
Knowing how you guard your heart
I see how vulnerable you made yourself
All the times your trust had been broken
Love betrayed
To give your heart to me
It meant everything
You said I was scared to kiss you. You were right.
Under the trees
You said I was scared to kiss you
You were right
Without your dare
I wouldn’t have faced my fear
A home must be open to love.
Building a home is not so easy
As stacking and locking
No matter the size
A home must be open to love
No sounds
No sights remembered
But everything I am stems from that day
An amalgamation of atoms and cells
From the love of two parents
And the womb of one
One’s birth is as foreign as the dinosaurs
Knowledge coming from stories
Fossils and relics
Perfectly preserved footprints
In the dirt or a baby book
Arsenio Franklin 