Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies they themselves commit- shakespeare
He thought of ways to meet her
and on rainy days its gets harder
the weather and coldness without her warmth
and shallow feelings of come what may.
Why does the feeling of love sometimes betray
the very depth of what it must portray
and to answer that question I must say
that love is blind
for her beauty is hidden by time
and taken apart by a crime
A crime? he asks her
Yes, she says for to be enamoured by love
is to be captive to hearts such as we..
and she walks away with a smile....