The Code Of A Blind
If only the Code within these lands
by Salvie Rosales
Allowed all impulse to govern the heart,
We should not feel this fever if the hands
To leap the gap that keeps us so, apart;
We should not know denial of a kiss
Not let our speech on cautious lips to die;
But since the Code is as severe as this,
Come, cheat we does the curious passer-by;
Each sit beyond the other finger-tips
Quietly, quietly-but all the while,
The discreet space between your lips, my lips,
Spanned by the kisses carried on our smile….
Ah, in this sphere of forced secrecy,
How closer we, how more alone! How free!