Cataracts
Kiss my eyes
with your lips,
inhale the visions,
peel ing strips,
cataracts
from all the years,
layered horrors,
gathered fears,
gently excise with
your blade,
honed down from
the love we made,
clouded corneas
of pain
to
let me see
love's light
again.
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