Love is blind

I love the idea of
Closing my eyes
And inhaling your scent
Slowly
And the sound of gravel in your voice
Its inotations
And the semi-smooth texture of your skin
Or
The pleasant variations afforded by allowing one's fingers all through your hair
And sweet taste of the possibilities
Full, rich and sun ripened and ours
Please understand me
Clearly...
I don't need to see you to believe you
Love...is...blind