Pretty

Poem By Milo Luca

You are very pretty,
but what if I was blind?

Would you be beautiful,
if I had no sight?

I wrote this poem some time ago,
as always, at night:

It's funny and somehow horrifying,
how monsters catch on my mind when I must sleep.

...I'm tired, I want to close my eyes,
I want to rest, but I can't.

Night's gloomy, there's no sound,
it is so silent I can hear the beats of my heart,
and the murmur of my thoughts, unquiet.

Out of the many troubled thoughts,
there's one which stands out...

What the heck is beauty?

A pretty girl is in my head,
but is she in my heart?

Sometimes I do wish I was blind,
there are times we look,
and see not.

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