Solomon’s Song
If I was blind
I would rub my hands all over you
I’ll feel every part of you
With my hands and my lips
Our bodies would be in an eternal embrace like the hand underneath the thinker’s face
Skin on skin
As our heart beat synchronize
If I was deaf
I would stare and observe
Art is made for this purpose
I’ll notice the tears before they ever leave your eyes
I’ll see your spirit pulsating, even through your clothes
My passion would burn with such might and power
Could all of the oceans douse it?
Only then, I’ll wish I was blind
2 alternate between these handicaps
To understand the one
I hope to call eternally mine
“There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”
