When you are tired
You turn the lights out
You put yourself to rest
This is how it should be.
Lights out
Eyes closed
Put me to rest.
The hardest things
We do
With our eyes wide open
Math tests
Writing love poems
Writing breakup poems
Juggling a soccer ball
Flirting with the new boy
The natural things
They are done with eyes closed
Often
One writes love poems
In the dark
Tracing the skin of her spine
Mending the broken of his smile
Kissing
So when somebody tells you
You're doing love wrong
Look them in the eye
And say
"At least
I kiss with my eyes closed"
Because anything
That will help heal your wounds
Can be done with closed eyes
And calloused hands.
