To See Me
You look at me through broken smoked glass.
You couldn't see me through the fog.
The vision you try to reach is blinded by the sun.
As you tried to seek me out through the rain, I
remained just a smear.
Though I have never left your side; you can't see me.
Close your eyes, hear my voice, feel the warmth, and
taste the sweetness of my lips.
Smell my natures perfume.
I am that loveliness you can't imagine.
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