Wonder

captivate it
stimulate it, you should
appreciate it
thoughts unkind
with sights for the blind
head upon the world. with hands
a part of the heart
substance for the soul
a worried mind would've made
these thoughts whole
I could be of this world
or I could be in it
poetic words reveal its truth
but the eyes remained tinted
a different shade,
this skin, than yours,
a burden it could be, but embedded
is a love in this shade that you can see
with a perfect perception you could guess
but with a flawed personality,
cliche thoughts, more is less
complicated minds,
a witness to these words that bind