My love is blind,
said the hand to the heart
but without you said the heart to the hand
The eye would be never feel or understand.
It would never take the pen or mark the page
never hold a hand in love
never make fist in rage
Never feel sand earth or water linger in our palm
Never calm a lover with a gentle caress
Your love maybe blind hand
But you will find the truth never the less.

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