mirror in my eyes
i haven’t seen in years
there’s been a silent blindness
blocking off my sight
the heart she braces
my inward glance
poppies gold and red
flicker in the wind
a lock of tender hair
across my face
a smile greets the come what may
pupil to pupil reflecting back
truths in simplicity
words less spoken 
The last two lines are wow.
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thank you friend xoxo
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xoxo
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Love the phrase “silent blindness”. Great work!
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Thank you friend 🙂
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Cette poésie touche aux sens
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merci, mon ami🖤 🙂
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