My love became Blindalale (43) in poetry • 7 years ago (edited) The thoughts eludes A gulf spans in my heart I know you've been there crawling down the aisle of memory this and memory that but the empty spaces you leave behind echoes back in broken lines 'love is blind It can't see another Your touch eludes me That warmt you alone could give me Fills my mind with clouds grey Trailing dust and ash and hay Of memory this And memory that But the empty spaces you leave behind Echoes back in broken lines 'love is blind It can't see another I think my love has a blind fetish thing I see the landscape like a bed of roses Floating atop a sea of lilies Yet I do not wish to see anymore Of memory this And memory that But the empty spaces you leave behind Echoes back in broken lines 'love is blind It can't see again. Thank you for taking time to read through. Kindly drop a comment. Follow @alale for more poetry art writing wafrica isleofwrite