i have blind spots
i sometimes do not see what you see clearly
and i stumble down upon some thorns
and hurt myself
unnecessarily and i look at myself in the mirror
like a curious child wanting to see
who i am and what i am
only to find some wrinkles
in my mind

i hope you wouldn't mind if i tell you
that you and me have some things in common
blind in some ways and seeing well in others

i live in an island and there is a rock there
and a red rose that i keep all day
i like you to live with me
for i may have the eyes that see the rising and setting of the sun
and the hands and fingers that feel the warmth and the coldness
of the seasons that whirl around my head

may i ask you to please bring your heart
for i have long lost mine
it was taken by someone who promised to live with me here

that bird flew away taking from my lexicon
the word 'forever'

RIC S. BASTASA

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