Blindfold

For I have seen all the players make a mockery of love
shelter my eyes, let my mind only imagine the answers
For I have heard all boys and girls speak the way it should be
cover my ears, let my semi-circular canals know such a peace
For I have tasted all the culinary recipes that make a war
let my tongue not waggle such provocation into this world
For I have touched the oceans of thought, so called reasoning
let my finger prints rest on yours and feel the memory of love
For I know the smell of albertine roses and orange blossom
let me feast on all these pretty things here in the darkness