Visionessence: Blind and Gentle

Don't look,
Not with eye,
Look only,
Without them:

The blindfold encloses my vision,
But now I can truly see,
Like the dissolving ice are the figures,
Of the true thoughts of them;
Their silhouettes glow either white or magenta,
And even though,
The world around them is dark,
I can but see them;
I look at her now,
Seeing deeply as she burns golden,
With a desire inside of her,
A guilty pleasure;
Kept only to our secrets,
And she takes my hand,
Leading me to her quiet place,
That our joy alone may be shared;
Her touch is like a soft flame,
Gently lures me beside her,
For I lay upon the soft black,
Beside her;
The light of her is brilliant with color,
From golden to green,

to a deep blue,
And each color is her emotion's chaos,
That I know;
She becomes timid, indecisive,
As I stroke her hair,
And touch her soft skin,
How it glows warm to me!
I can feel her desire,
How she longs to touch,
To see what I see,
And so I will show her;
"Close your eyes and out the lights,"
I whisper now,
And when it is done,
She cannot see me,
But she sees me;
We touch, holding each other,
A passionate kiss,
All is in her choice,

As we lay there warm;
When she pulls me to her,
A tear escapes my eye,
How beautiful she is,
I know it well;
Her choice is made,
And I know what I must do,
So as she closes her eyes,
I honor her wishes;
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