Blindness
what is more lovely
than blindness
to love someone by their voice
to know its inflection
its rise and dilation
to know them by no more
than the shape of their face
beneath your fingers
and the richness of their tone
as it drags across your neck.
© C.S.G.
than blindness
to love someone by their voice
to know its inflection
its rise and dilation
to know them by no more
than the shape of their face
beneath your fingers
and the richness of their tone
as it drags across your neck.
© C.S.G.