Your eyes captured me, <br />wanted me - You were blinded <br />by my beauty and wanton… <br />selling your soul for a <br />night in my arms <br />laying your secrets at my feet… <br /> <br />Surely you were blind, not seeing <br />my betrayal until it was too late? <br />your eyes cut out and fed to the crows… <br />the crows seeing me with your eyes, <br />knowing... <br />laughing at your blindness before <br />and your blindness now <br /> <br />You cannot see me, Samson <br />You cannot love me or <br />forgive me… <br />but my image <br />still lingers in the hollow <br />broken windows <br />that lead to your soul.<br /><br />YURI DURAAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/can-you-still-see-me-samson/
