blind

She Loved His Soul

It's no good - friendship
was so wearying.
She dared never let it come out,
how blind he was!
She loved his soul.

It was quite true,
some poets
have a blind craving
for a complete evolution
of heart and spirit.

Some were magically attracted to men
selfish and blind to how
love truly felt.

The word love
is the idea of fate and magic
and yet,
this miraculous blind optimism
to be loved
by one human
I am afraid of.

With her impulses,
I think she is as blindingly destructive
as a rejected lover.

A blind fall
had her frail moorings
open suddenly,
and a burst
of faint music evoked
incommunicable emotion,
like a wave trailing in her wake.