Dueling spirits
My eyes cry bloody tears,
invisible to most human eyes.
Glimpses only shown
never read.
The protector of my soul,
so close I can feel the kisses of his spirit,
yet so far a hundred blood drops go by un-noticed.
Smile of radiance,
eyes of love,
heart not free to give away.
The wonderer ever present,
yet blind to open wounds.
Tears close to drop on his cheek,
skin to numb to notice.
A word of care,
a prayer of hope,
actions of misleading.
Twinkling eye,
confused heart,
emotions at a standstill.
by Rire Rose