If I Were Left Deaf Dumb and Blind

My sight would not be missed at all,

For I’ve seen your angelic face

And we would yet embrace with all

With touch, your body I would trace.

If your fair name I could not speak

Because of wound or foul disease,

I would not count existence bleak

For your touch would put me at ease.

And if I could no longer hear,

Your voice I’ve engrained in my mind,

I’d have it in my heart my dear

Elated, in your arms entwined.

And should fate take me from your arms

And place me in an early grave,

I’d visit dreams with ghostly charms;

Each night in a moving conclave.

July 31, 2020 by MJ Donnelly