Middlemist camellia

Was it in your mesmerizing eyes

Colored like a promising book

Riddled with secrets and emotions

Was it your sparkling, radiant smile

Taunting and tempting, but

Offering loyalty and devotion

Was it in your alluring rosebud lips

Glowing in the dark and tasting

Like a nurturing, soft passion

Was it in your golden, sunlike hair

Shining through that cold winter night

And melting it without ration

Was it in the manner that you talked

Or the flamboyant way you walked

Was it the tenderness of your heart

Was it the fire in your soul

Maybe it was nothing

Maybe everything and all

I don’t know

But somehow you managed

To outshine this city of lights

And wipe away my sadness

With a glass of comfort

And a dash of madness
You were the cure for my blindness