I see the BlindMan faced to the sun
Bright rays are shinning on his dark pupils
BlindMan, holding the hand of his Woman
Yellowish white hands
Soft like a dough
Delicate like a song
Warm like an autumn morning
Caring like a mother
The hands of the BlindMan's Woman
BlindMan, faced to the sun
BlindMan, holding the hand of his Woman
His hands are dark brown
Strong like a stone
Groovy like drumsticks
Heated like burning coals
Concious like a father
The hands of the BlindMan
It's better that he doesn't see the sun
Sun shines better in his veins
Veins flow better his love
"I see U hv changed as I love U to..."
The BlindMan says
"I hv become thin n U hv become too
I hv become woozy as U hv drained out to me"
"All we hv are our hands"
The BlindMan sighs
Its better dat the BlindMan doesn't see the sun
"Where hv all our babies gone?" His Woman asks
The Woman of the BlindMan
Its better her Man doesn't see the sun
She likes the way he senses her hairs are greying
N the way he senses the babies are growing
"I am going to make U some food" his Woman says
"Let me bring U somthing hot n healthy"
Its better her Man doesn't see the sun
I see the BlindMan faced to the setting sun
Evening shadows are disappearing his eyelids
A BlindMan holding the hand of his Woman
"Where hv all the babies gone?" Asks the BlindMan's Woman
The BlindMan senses "the babies are around. Let them play."
Its better the BlindMan doesn't see the sun.
"Lets dine together" says the BlindMan to his Woman
"One for U one for me
Two for U two for me"
"Lets sleep together" says the BlindMan to his Woman
"Ur hairs smell like flowers
Ur skin feels like rose petals"
Its better the BlindMan doesn't see the sun
Sun shines better in his veins
Veins flow better his love
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