I could do with out vision, maybe.

I only want to love you with closed eyes. I don't want to think about the mortality of love. I'm so selfish sometimes. I can feel your eyes burning my skin but, I'm relentless. I only want to think about this emotion. I only want to feel this emotion. The sight can be distorted but SURELY those little nerves in my finger tips can not be fooled, nor can my thoughts, surely. Without this sight, I can't be tricked by those handsome features of yours...Although, without the riches of this sight...I'd be absent with moments to replay in my head. Sitting on the beach watching the sunset. Dancing in the leafs of fall.