Thursday, November 11, 2010

Myopia

 I didn't know you had astigmatism,
And that I appeared gone,
 For you were the white rainbow that I focused upon.

 I didn't know you had cataracts,
 And that I was an illusion,
 For you were a clean pane of glass sparkling in the sun.

 I didn't know you had glaucoma,
 And that you were going blind.
 I thought that I was your field of vision, and that you were mine.

 I just thought you were color blind,
 And couldn't see hues.
 I didn't know that the only color you saw was you.