WHEN HIS EYES TOUCHED MINE
When his eyes touched mine,
Somehow I knew, I would be different.
Like I’d been reading for many years,
Yet somehow I was Illiterate.
Or how I knew my favorite song
And knew it word for word,
Yet the music that made it sound so sweet,
I’d never really heard.
Or watching TV in black and white,
It all feels just the same,
Until, one day you see it in color
And your world is forever changed.
Or eating food throughout the years
And thinking it was good.
Yet, until you used seasonings,
You never really understood.
He looked at me and I came to life,
Which is the worst part,
Because I realize, alive I wasn’t,
Until his eyes woke up my heart.
Now I’ll go on day by day
Knowing what it’s like to be alive,
Yet I’ll never read or hear or taste,
Becau
