Blinded Movingly

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    Blinded Movingly

     Blinded Movingly

    Never such a time
    certainly no such place
    dreams have never seen
    thoughts of such things

    She sways across the room
    an expression on her face
    never before viewed
    or felt in that certain different way

    Enigmas don't last
    she has something from someplace
    that a million years hence
    the understanding of her meaning
    should be quite obvious to see

    her meaning in her eyes very easy to read
    her ways very simply perceived

    Reason more than likely though
    will be blinded
    by her movements eternally....

    Gilthoron
    aka William Robert Seay, Jr.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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