Your face remains invisible, perhaps will ever be,
And yet, your kind attention is always there for me,
Your words are filled with laughter; your kindness plain to see,
And when I feel your passions deep, for me it’s ecstasy,
Your face must be invisible, and yet, I’m in your spell,
Through sightless eyes I feel your love; within my heart it dwells,
Because of you my heart sings with the music of Mozart,
And sightless eyes cannot diminish love within my heart.
© 072905 Petit Poet
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