By Ali
Date: 2002 Apr 29
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That Eyes Can Behold

I think I'm looking to you,
To save me from
Myself.
I think I'm needing you to
Believe in me,
Because right now
I just can't.
I think I need you to
Care about me,
Because I need to know
That someone can
Love me.
My eyes speak in the quiet silence,
Between whispered prayers
And unspoken secrets.
For a thousand reasons
I'm falling,
And I can't seem to find
Solid ground.
And I'm much too proud to ask
The questions exploding
In my mind--
I wonder what you think
Of me,
I wonder what you see
In me,
And I wonder what you feel
For me.
You see the beauty that eyes
Can behold,
Like a delicate rose
Found amid winter's descent,
But I don't think that's all you see,
For the color of red roses fade,
And yet a soul of rose
Is nothing less than an eternal
Spring kissed bloom.
You see both of the flowers
As well as the thorns,
But I wonder--
Would you reach out to me
If it meant that you might
Prick a finger
And bleed?