I couldn't take another love at first sight,
so I offered up my eyes
to a blind man.
But, he just shook his head.
"Pick your flowers from a spider web;
wake with a widow in your bed
I couldn't take another lying word,
so I bottled everything I'd heard -
a draught for a deaf man.
But, he read my lips instead.
"The history of a kiss
is scripture, child, that gets
more true with time."
For Marian's prompt at Real Toads