Get Your Premium Membership

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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things