Captivate my soul
Teach me the unknown
My eyes are blind so I can’t see
Can you take my hand and guide me?
Captivate my own belief
Changes surround, my mind can breathe
Be present and awake to say
I may be blind but in a good way
You’ve captivated my heart and soul
By just being you and nothing more
The little details that make up your being
Has detoured my eyes from properly seeing
But my hand is out and you grab it tightly
I’m assured I am not alone you reinvite me
To journey this journey of the unknown
That captivates my thoughts you don’t even know
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Holly Santonato
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