Braile

Your Mine

My Blind Man

You See Past my Faults

You Make my Insecurites

Fall into a Vast Horizon

of Failed Relationships

Broken Hearts

and Oceans of Tears.

Just Your Hands All over me

Your book of Braile

My Face the Cover

My Body The Story

You Read Tales

of hurt...physical and emotional

but yet Thru it all you see

you see me

for who i am

and you claim me

as yours

loudly and boldly

with no shame in your eyes

or lies on your face

The Ending is of this story is unseen

untouchable

not yet tru

so until i run out of stories to write

im lets u keep readin