Poetry

BeCome

Moni Vazquez
Nov 9, 2020

The eye will see
The brain collect,
Process.

The heart will feel.
Disperse
through your veins.
Emotions.

Fear, Love,
Too late to undo.
You saw.

Part of you forever.
Emotion,
Written in your past.
Now.

The eye saw
The truth of you.
Grow.

Uncovered reality.
Knowledge,
Of you.
Wisdom.

If you allow the eye
To see.
The heart will feel.

Become.

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Moni Vazquez

Autistic writer, lover, and explorer of life who's exceeded her pronosticated time in life