Blind Vision

Sky by dan/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I can hear the billowing whispers

blowing past me,

through me

The soft kiss of trust is elusive

invisible

When I look up I see blue skies,

a blaze of dreams,

my future

So I look ahead

and gaze at now

Where no-one stands

no means of letting me down

plunging asunder

No gate

No key

Just a molten myth

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