Vision ...

And what I saw was not really who he was …
But I knew then I would always love what I saw

And then I saw what I did not know was under cover …
I knew then it would never be the same

And so it was that my vision was poor 
and no set of spectacles would help 
I looked through the glass into reality

And then I saw …
He was not the person
I thought I saw
But it was too late ...

I had already fallen in love with the vision

© Beachwalkermari 2014

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