a friend of mine <br />asked me what my dream girl would look like. <br />well, Mel, <br /> <br />what do you think <br />a blind child sees <br />when he dreams of a shooting star <br />scarring the black night’s face like a tear <br />from the iris of some <br />gimcrack moon? <br /> <br />the specter of a sunshower <br />filtered through fog and my raindropped window <br />and my closed, slumbersome eyes.<br /><br />Jackson Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-too-am-a-blind-dreamer/
