my eyes
noted for being
substantial and sincere
rarely fail me
as i can read street signs at night
or books in the dark

but there is this fog
called love
that sweeps in from time to time
and suddenly my lens can't focus
and i am blind
without a walking cane

my intuition
my insight
my clever, quick-thinking
all dissipates

love
makes me blind

04/02/2007

Posted on 04/03/2007
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