I can hear what you sayI sense we’re in a bindI can touch what you saySo what if I’m blind?
I understand youBetter than most othersEngulfed in your hairSmelling the flowers
The perfume of your hairLifts me out of despairThe darkness everywhereAsks me, do I dare?
Am I fit to be your lover?Blind, willing to bend lowerThis is what tears …
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Blind Love…
Tearful Attachment…
If I were a tear in your eyesI would lie on your cheeks and die on your lipsBut if you were a tear in my eyesI would never cry in fear of losing you
(Composed by a friend)
