if beauty is in the eye of the beholder then
love is in the eye of the blind-
that is felt so deeply
only the heart can truly contain it
only the ears can really hear it sincerely
only the mind can truly comprehend its value.
but not the eyes
never the eyes-
it is the eyes which lead us astray:
the eye, that limits our sight.
to truly love, is to be brilliantly blind.