Friday, July 28, 2017

Fallen Valentine

Only a man
Who could settle
For a blossoming smile
From one who thought
He was blind but
Can see now
A smile that turns
Inward like a searchlight
To catch the pictures
Then outward to touch
His face and the air around him
Because he washed
The mud away
With the smile that sees
It was just mud
Mixed with a little blood
Fallen from his head

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