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Blinder
Author: Pilgrim

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They say that Love is Blind...
I don't think that is correct.
To be blind is to see too little.
I think the love sees altogether too much....

You doubt? An example.....

Dreamer Smiles, she says.

Ah, say I, Dreamer Smiles...
How nice...I love her smiles...

Wait.....

Why?
And at who?
At me?
Then why?
Amused?
Offended?
Mocking me?
Feigning Interest?

Wait....

Perhaps not at me at all....
Then who?
Why?
Do I know him?
Thinking of another lover?
A past love?
A coming love?
Do I use another man's words?
Wear another man's face?
Use another man's hands?
Bear another man's fate?

Or perhaps she tires of me and has nothing else to say...
Smiles in place of the weather and everyone's health....

Wait...

Perhaps....

Pilgrim Sighs, say I....
Pilgrim Sighs, says she....

That's nice...

Why?......

Love would do better were she blinder.

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