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Blinded by my words...

Blinded by my words...

Blinded by my words...

I put wordsย 
Before myย 
Emotions,
Crying eyes
Friendshipsย 
Corroding,
I struggle
For what'sย 
In front of me,
It's breakingย 
Me downย 
I wish I was free,
I'm blindedย 
By my words,
I'm just sadย 
And it hurts,
I want to
Reach outย 
For love,
Catch myย 
Own whiteย 
Turtle doves,
Feel whatย 
I want to
Feel thatย 
Loving truth,
I can't see
Your silk lips,
But pleaseย 
Caress my kiss,
I am blindย 
But yet I seeย 
Your eyes,
I am blind
But yetย 
You are mine...

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Tony Taylor

Hey WAYNE!!...... there IS something special and more profound about touch and feel when you can't see ~

ย ย ย ย ย  ~ "I can't see your silk lips
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  But please caress my kiss
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  I am blind but yet I see..."

A gorgeous and most insightful glimpse dear poet brother!!......ALL STARS!!....smokin' grooves!!.......well sculpted!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ??โœด??โœด??

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow! Thanks very much poet Tony! Great hearing from you, I'm just about to read your translucency and looking forward to it! I wrote a piece yesterday called 'Rebirth' I even shocked myself what came out and flowed, you might find this interesting, I certainly did, great hearing from you Tony โ˜ฎ? brother ???

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