LOVE

How can love be,

When love cannot see,

For it is said that love is blind.

How can you love me,

When you do not know me,

Mixed up emotions our hands they do bind.

How can you kiss me,

And speak, oh, so sweetly,

As I hold myself prisoner inside my mind.

Just know that I love you,

And appritiate what you do,

For love, it is also said, is kind.