Can’t See You Bridget Mason
who are you to meet my gaze or rather introduce themselves as a missing filter removing layers of haze I had read of you before a desperate desire to discover eyes that I would know better than my own and henceforth work no more alone some force took great care adding the right amount of milk to the swirling tea of your stare slipping spins of melted honey you provide warmth a tea cannot bring I will never truly see my eyes you knew them best did my pupils dilate to un-natural proportions how’d they change as we neared the sea tell me how they looked the last time you saw me did they wince at your words the china blue shattering on cue you swore you wouldn’t hurt me- I used to believe you
who are you and who am I as I look deep deep into your eyes to find you not looking back at me no compatible intensity they search, wonder and clearly wonder you are everywhere but here green? hazel? black? may I change them brown please but the depth of yours or hers pinned to my eyebrow forever you dangle in my sight is there an antidote to bring my delusions to light oh love- what did you do to my eyes 30
