Love is blind

Fri, 07/10/2015 - 23:17 -- Indra

He was hoping
When she came along
He felt her
Right where it longed
He spoke
She smiled
Their hearts
Flying.

He gave her flowers
And asked
"what color are they? "
She seemed startled
" of love " she said
He said, "you have beautiful eyes"
She said, "I'm blind."
He smiled and whispered into her hair
"You know what they say.. Love is blind"

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