Welcome to My life in the shadows
LINE OF SIGHT
Parallel lines
Slowly coming together
With narrowing angles
Pointing to love’s horizon;
Lines that simulate distance on paper
Seemingly going on forever,
And yet
There is no depth here,
Only deception
As the lines
Begin and end
On the same plane as their birth,
Their rebirth
Again and again;
It was only sleight of hand,
A con-man’s game,
Only the eyes and heart were fooled
Into believing
That lines on paper,
Thin and black,
Could somehow touch
The infinity
Of love.
uTAH jAY
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LINE OF SIGHT
LINE OF SIGHT