My GiftA Poem by Gary McDonald
Close your eyes for me
allow your heart to feed from my words
I want to tell you about my gift.
My eyes are not as yours
whilst they may see such delicacies
they can swim deeper than that
to the all encompassing beauty of the soul
a blinding light inside the one
that defies realities architecture
so as to guide my apparent futile quest
now at an end this blessed evening
for this night is not dark to me
as tonight my eyes have you.
© 2010 Gary McDonald
Crawley, West-Sussex, United Kingdom
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