Holding her hand down the cement steps
To the Port of Norlight this foggy morning -
Slowly possessing her down onto the soggy
Stall near the port.
I watched the smoke boiling from the water side
She putted out her slim hand -
Polishing the moist air, catching sprinkles that
Nipples her fingers
Wanting to see nature
With her silver eye.
Blinking back and forth
Her silver eye ceased for a view
Out in the bruise.
No place to inspect besides
Proceeding darkness images into the inner soul
She murmured for a hand
I hooked my around her's
Escorting closer
To the rail,
The sea expanded colder.
Leaning on my silk shoulder
She pledged to touch the water under the port
Grasped her wrist
Body fully on mine
We both extended to the melted ice -
Water flares onto her palm
Suddenly she slip and fall
l jumped in after then
The water turned into silver
From there, silver display all over
The crystal clear color.
No sign l feel
No air bubbles flowing to the top
Words say:
Sentiment sea
Has free Her Silver Eye
And she want to say good bye.
Sentiment sea
Has free Her Silver Eye
And she can see at last
Raisng from the shower
Onto the port
The silver ocean crest was silver at last
Forever, Her Silver Eye remain silent in me.
special note.......
This poem is for a teacher of mine who is blind.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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