Saturday, May 21, 2005

Blind Love

Were I without eyes to see you?
You'd still be the most beautiful thing I know.

Without hands to touch you,
I’d still caress your body so.

Without legs to carry me,
I’d still come to you each night,

And if I had to arms to hold you,
My heart would hold you tight.

If my heart were to burst,
My blood would carry you through.

And if I cannot be with you tonight,
Your soul will always tell you
My love is always true.

June 13th 1992

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