without my glasses, I cannot see.
the world becomes a blur and colors blend.
however, I choose to keep them off.
the world says I look better without them.
although maybe that's the world's way of saying,
"I don't wish for you to see me as clearly as I see you."
who would want to anyway?
life is so much better when love is blind.
when I choose to gaze at the world without specs.
the rose tinted glass is lifted, but is replaced by lavender glazed fog.
without my glasses I am blind.
without my glasses I am free.