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Poem about a love possible. |
| Written in Braille My body is the sacred page Upon which in Braille I write, Things that now I hide from you, I cover – Out of fear. Tonight I pray, like every night, Let my fingers guide Your touch Trace every single line, Reveal me - Out of dream. My forehead reads: "I love the way, You are so serious", My lips, In utter silence Scream: "A kiss"- Out of daydream. My breasts carry a single line: "Feel that is underneath", A universe To open wills, For you - Out of its realm. Now turn the page with open eyes, There is still more to read, Let your heart, Be faithful guide And lead you– Out of blind. © Erika Pollak 23.08.2010, Lod |