Friday, March 11, 2011

Unshielded Eyes - March 11, 2011

Unshielded Eyes

The first small opening let in love's breath in bountiful measure
Brought a black and white beginning all at one time
A sweet current came through following sands of long ago
Where you sold your soul to the music of tomorrow
In whispers of nickels and dimes

Here upon your feelings you now write words from crystal skies
While you wait to catch the wind on your brow
So why are your eyes closed as if they will be a shield
To always, protect you from what is inevitably
What you have to feel now

Will your words grace your existence in your poetic dreams
Or perhaps reconnect you to love's breath
When the last voice you hear gives up tenderness
That cannot be forgotten as it rises and falls
Within your heart nonetheless

What is love, perhaps a constant fire with a burn that magnifies
Or a place one goes never returning the same
Where you learned the words to a song you never knew
Could break your heart in an instant
If your theme it became

Black and white may be the beginning, shades of gray seep in
Nothing is immovable here in love's paradise
You can breathe in love's breath in bountiful measures
Yet know, you must feel each breath
With unshielded eyes

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011