What Eyes Don't See

You see what eyes don’t see:my soul, the essence of spirit,through the depth of the past.No moment goes forgottenas I cannot find wordsthat give clue to the worldfor the understanding of my invisible scars.You have become my bewildermentand I dazzle in your presencewith inexpressible tenderness.You are always the keeperof secrets told and unspoken.You know my storyand, willingly, you want to be part ofeach new chapter.I can walk through your window,through the threshold of your heartthat has miraculously openedthe empty vessel I carry inside.And, in spite of silliness,cynicism and sarcasmI can touch your woundsas the truth unfolds inside.I am grateful for your existence.Thank you for allowing me to love youjust as you are…just as you accept my reflection in your eyes.Thank you for being my best friend,my spiritual twin.You see what eyes can't findand, in you, I see myself blossom.