I do not want to die unseen
untouched by heart and soul through eyes
for life without is naught but mean
a torment of our unheard cries
conditioned by the cultures of mankind
we stumble certain of such fate
I walk most days as if I’m blind
and though I pause to stop and wait
for friend or foe or stranger’s gaze
they pass me by in sidelong glance
as time ticks by to end my days
I beseech you please take the chance
of remaining here in our love’s embrace
where my eyes seen shine and my heart does race