Blind Men Can Dance
When I hold you tightly
In pursuit of life’s dance
I spy just by perchance
Your ice blue eyes slightly
Against the clement moon
Whose beam of love by chance
Sets this stage of nuance
Yet passes by so soon,
I thank God this moment
For my eyes cannot see
Yet my mind’s eye roams free
Now in your arms regnant!
© Harry J Horsman 2011
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