BRAILLE

you overload my senses
and you break down my defenses
till i feel that my whole system starts to fail

so when i'm empty minded
i pretend that i am blinded
and i read your pretty face as though it's braille

i become a lot less nervous
as i contemplate the surface
of your features underneath my fingertips

and i do not mind confessing
that i relish this caressing
as i gently trace the curving of your lips

with my eyesight on vacation
i explore with jubilation
the delightful silky smoothness of your cheek

and then my fingers angle
through your hair they softly tangle
and the feel of this will make my knees go weak

as i close my eyes in wonder
it is like a spell i'm under
you're a princess from my favorite fairy tale

it's a banquet i am supping
as your skin, i'm gently cupping
yes, i read your pretty face as though it's braille