Blind Love

December 27, 2017

I can smell the sweet 
scent of her perfume 
as she walks by.
          
I can hear her laugh
as I tell
a stupid joke.
          
I can feel her
small, soft hands 
within
Mine
as she leans against me.
          
I can taste the lemon chapstick 
on her
soft, plump lips as they finally 
meets mine. 
          
All of these things in my mind, 
painting a
perfect picture 
of her.

For I am blindly in love.






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