Friday, July 16, 2010

Blind



If I were blind…
How could I see
To grab your hand
And ask you to follow me
Into a garden so dead with life
Once you entered, on came the light
I still could not see
For the light had blinded me
On through the garden we walked
Blinded by a love so naturally
You walked me to the flowers
You held me against the trees
You helped me touch the waters
On my lips your kisses felt like the breeze
You showed me every thing true love was meant to be

As the grasses grew much deeper
You walked in front and guided me
I lost your hand for a moment
That is when I began to see
The fear of losing what I have come to love
Is all it took to regain my sight and to overcome

In the beginning I thought I was leading…blind as can be
Your love actually grabbed me by my hand and showed me how to see
So in the end I was not blind
Just in search of a love I thought I would never find
So now that I have found
...I hope you never leave
For if you did I would lose my sight of a love that was meant to be

Our love has grown and does more each and every day
It has showed me that even the blackest darkness can still fade away
So…just as the flowers, the trees, the waters and sure as the breeze
We have a love to last for always…for only us to see!

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