Love is
blind?
If so,
then cover
my eyes.
If I stumble,
I’ll find my feet,
but never hesitate.
Tell me,
love is blind,
and I will not mind.
I will gladly,
step blindly,
and risk it all.
How is love
blind
when today
I can see
despite the fog?
When I can
see through myself,
a better man as a result?
If love
is blind
show me
how to
turn off the lights.
I’ll find my way
to you
faster than before.
Love
is blind?
Not in my mind.