Blind

I will not tire
of these arms
around me.
I will never find
the strength to leave,
not as the rain falls
or as the sun shines.
Our love,
it is blind.
I could never tire
of these blue eyes
changing as the day
grows into another;
Our lives are bound,
We are helpless lovers.

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