Only With Mine Eyes

 an admiration afar … who we were got us to who we now are

leaving well enough alone … only in the darkness given me am on my own


only my fate given back … seen no need to return emotional attack


no time for grudges … not enough jurors from having too many judges


no one knows better than the heart that’s always true

no one knows you better than you


an admiration placate … too many cooks spoil what they left on paper plates


step eight fences … mending carefully arranged practiced self-defenses


a lake smooth as glass … unbroken surface tempt those made to not last


underneath a fresh-water world of feelings … with its own economy and oxygen ceiling … to not force a ripple by the echo of one stone


I’ve thought it might be best to leave you alone


doctor my eyes . . .

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