blind
then any
substitute
a fumble in the dark
would suffice
and fulfill
yet
love sees
with discerning eyes
pierces deeper
knows more
shares
all
therefore
no other is
enough —
with all the faults
only this
person is
mine
February 19, 2011 by Becky K.
blind
then any
substitute
a fumble in the dark
would suffice
and fulfill
yet
love sees
with discerning eyes
pierces deeper
knows more
shares
all
therefore
no other is
enough —
with all the faults
only this
person is
mine
Posted in love, poem, trust | Tagged love, love is blind, love poem, NaBloPoMo, PostADay2011 | 1 Comment
A fine love poem indeed.