I See You, My Man
With my short-sighted eyes
Those black-rimmed glasses
Oh, how I adore you more
When you put them on.
I wish contact lenses
Were never invented (throw them away!)
For you look so much more dignified,
Heroic,
Handsome,
With glasses on.
Call me shallow
Call me short-sighted (but oh, I am)
But I want to see you
The way I see myself.
And when I see you
Through the lens that I don
My heart flutters.
Skips a beat, even.
Oh, my man.
Soon, the world will know you more
Than they already do
But I'll be content
To know that you're forever mine (is there such a thing?)
And that it's into the warm embrace
Of my arms
That you will return to
Every night.
Here's hoping.
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Manisha Dhalani
Content writer and marketer helping solopreneurs achieve organic growth. Loves reading, eating cake, and having insightful conversations.
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Comments (7)
So interesting a poem. But the glasses frame that hang the lens will always support when the need arise to see that which she behold. Oh my glasses how wonderful you are to give more light to my day. Lovely you keep it up
Thoughtfully crafted piece. "Soon, the world will know you more..." Love that line!
Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Made me smile hehehehe. Loved your poem!
Compelling
is that medical lens ?
I love the lines from “ but I want to see…” through “the lens I don..” great job!
Even though I don’t wear glasses but they look super awesome ☺️