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creative, faith, Honesty, Kiss the Blind, Perception, poems, poetry, Self-awareness, Truth, verse, writing
Hand weakens resolve
Slips through my fingers
I cannot be
Perceptions of others
Vanish in daylight
So scentless the rose
The taste on my tongue
Reminds me of dreams
Beneath the bruise
Feelings of absence
Drowning in platitudes
Still reaching out
Caverns uncharted
The blind kiss the blind
Lips dripping
Horizons a mirror
Footsteps untaken
A veil drawn over
Doorway that leads
Once more to the start
chrisnelson61 
I like the way this one feels. The cadence. The hope at the end.
Thanks, Tara, I really like your positive take on thd end of this – it made me re-evaluate it a little. So glad that you like it.
Short powerful verses, Chris! Love that ending’s renewed optimism of fresh beginnings.
Thanks, Tom, I appreciate that and I’m glad that you liked this.
Wonderful lines! Well shared! 👌
Thank you.
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