Untitled Number Three

You see the beauty I have to search to find
My hopeless soul you chose to bind
Unspoken knowing tears
Soften my cheek and stain my heart
Can't make whole again which tore apart
Bright light to the shadows in my head
Breathed life into heart once thought dead
Pulled my clouded mind out of the depths below
Right when I hoped I had breathed my last
Never dark look did you cast
Not one biting word did pass
Confused by kindness
Crippled by beauty unseen yet felt deep within
There lie the colors on my brush
The unwritten words in my pen
You are my muse
My inspiration
The closest thing to love I have ever known -Amanda E. Cassidy
March 11, 2002

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