Love is blind

Darkness sparkles but our evil ambitions intertwine

So tender loving and diving what's mine is yours and what's yours is mine

Tasteful to the touch, nothing more nothing much

Love is blind Sickness as poison as bacon is to swine

Painted like a gallery

depositing every cent into your salary

Love is blind, sweet like honey but taste like wine

Tender to the much yet you ask for so much overtaken by lust deciding what to do is a must

Crispy like crust unworth of one's trust

Love is blind like the number 8 that comes before 9