Blind Love
Love can’t see.
Love can’t breathe.
It can’t feel.
But it’s there.
Waitin for someone to fall in.
Two people will sense it.
Whether the two are friends or strangers.
Love blossoms in one person’s heart.
He or she approaches the other.
Love surrounds both of them.
No matter what color you are,
Black, white, red, green, or blue,
You’ll feel love.
Love’ll strike you,
And you’ll find a compatible mate.
Love knows no color.
Love knows no depth.
It’ll linger on and on.
After the physical’s gone.
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