Images

Kaleidoscope images transfixed into your heart
Projected In crystal irises
Gazing into me
Piercing internal glee
Squirming onto a plane of reality

The way a movie is shown on screen
Translating a visual anomaly
To be loved and seen
Clear and pristine
That cannot quite be
Captured in words
Exactly

The way music is played
To strum a string
That only exists internally
That makes a body twist and scream
In anguished
torn cacophony

A symphony of emotion
Exploded in kinds
I do not really understand
Until I get to hold your hand
The function of touch
Starts to make sense

The epiphany
Breaking my lenses
And destroying the fences
Meant to protect

Which moves in beauty
Others will not show
Unless they come to intimately know
How flowers grow
How the wind blows

Cultivating a kind of personal art
Exhibiting a luscious glow
Sparking and inspires,
Wildly admired-

Wherever you choose to go.

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Bias

Acknowledge all these differences
So we may conclude:
We are still the same.

Then register all the various views
Issued true
From where we came.

Embracing fully
all we are
And what is in a name.

Learning that
Even perceptions
Should not merely fit
in frames.