Even If I Go Blind
Were you the sun, I'd dare to meet your searing stare, Unmoved by whispers or warnings, And I'd keep looking—until your beauty stole my sight away.
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Were you the sun, I'd dare to meet your searing stare, Unmoved by whispers or warnings, And I'd keep looking—until your beauty stole my sight away.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets