someday, drawing near, eyes will look upon me
lovingly, though my afflictions lay under the stars
shimmering in resplendent hums and melodies
quietly upon me, sooner than i shall ever know
eyes focused freely through severity and snow
when the morning bird sings her new soliloquies
brushing apart the folds of flesh, bruises, scars
eyes gazing affectionately waking to see that i be...