It must be the hair that moves
across your shoulders with a certain lightness
sparkling under thoughts ablaze
to the moment of the hour
lost in the foreshadows
of the evening
you reach across the bar
with a lost trembling hand
to the snapshot of two figures
poised in laughter at absurd measures
so clearly stated in black and white
grayscale visions that disembody
the deep blue stillness of your eyes
reflecting calm and distant lakes
of contention
I swim through in the aftermath
as your head slowly lifts
to say hello.
BLIND!
Ross Miller doesn’t have anything to live for anymore. An RPG attack in Afghanistan left him blind and he thought helpless.
He tried going home but that didn’t work out. Luke and Amber Owens who were both wounded in the same
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