Blind Smitten Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Blind Smitten



I wish she'd come back,
to see what I've written.
I hope she can tell,
I'm totally smitten.

I will do,
all she desires.
For all she does,
is beautiful and inspires.

Now that I'm blind,
I finally see.
All that I can offer,
is me on my knees.

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