Is this Love?

I want to run my hands through your hair,

trying to read each fiber like

sheet music, that plays your every emotion,

I long to caress your skin, feeling

every pore, every line, every scar

hoping to read,

with my braille eyes,

your mind, your heart.

Yet I am deaf and blind.

I am lost, confused

I sense your softness, your warmth next to me,

but your mind is beyond perception.

I am lost, confused

as to what I can say

what can I do?
I wonder aloud to the sun,
like so many before me.
Yet it watches with it's visionless eye,
impartially illuminating events,
but offering no insight.

All I can do is sit here,

asking about the weather,

How has your week been?

oh good. Ya busy ya,

I want to feel some real emotion,
yet I do not know, cannot know,
my maze, my software.

I am lost, confused

what do I do now?

but sit down and write to unseen eyes,

Portraying with detail,

the limits of my perception.