' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' All Seeing Eye (For Scarlet)

She read my closed eyelids with the slightest of touches sculpts my open lips with the soft tip of a little finger an open palm cupping my cheekbone as if it were precious porcelain a wrist hold back a flow of hair curls escaping through her finger. She arranges & re-arranges my smile creates its laughter her fingerprints all over whorl upon whorl me a thumbprint left over like a potter on an eyebrow touch upon touch upon touch butterflies and yet more butterflies my granny in her blindness reading me with her fingers bringing me into being with a wave of her hand.' ' ' ' '