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Love Is Blind

Love is blind
You paint my mind,
We're did it go.
Cherry blossom round it go.
The birds tweet softly in my mind, then swoop behind.
The radio screeched to blues and rock.
We dance all night on our tippy toes.
But the yellows of you smile hide behind a face.
The fire crackles there and here.
The snow treads slowly not wake a hare.
Hate is behind,
For love is blind.

kikikookara

@kikikookara

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I really love this poem

Thank you @ClaireTilley

It's really nice and random

@Platypus that's sort of the point

@kikikookara I know that's why I'm complementing you

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