is it blind...

Love can see great things, Where even wise fail to find,
Love is eternal and is infinite, I truly wounder is it blind,
Love knows to give smile, and not to take, great is that love which sacrifice,
Even Love for love's sake ... As Love sees something, Which mortal eyes fail to see!
Love say....
' go my love, here you suffer, can't see your face dried by gloom, go somewhere, where you can bloom, or else I go somewhere to save our love '!
Love is that great, always grateful to love, great to be loved,
They say there is a window from one heart to another
How can there be a window where no wall remains? '
And inspired heart sings, No water required... As nothing can dry.. The roses of love,
And love is the bed of rose,  to that pair two bodies, one in love, one wipes the pain of another!
Souls union makes everything possible, it may look like perfume bed of roses, even if full of thorns....
Rose is that heart,
Which even swallows pains,
When two souls become one,
All walls fall, all pains fail,
Fair their heart feel... When two pair of hands wipe tears of one another