by 38 members and 83 followers “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
They don't seek paper only a river to pour and mingle in refrains of a dumb sadness flow away sunburned and tidewashed to where the river is widest deepest with sighs of life not enough in once only and when just begun ending broken on the shore.