Blind love:

I love you,
 not cause of the way your eyes
 crinkled at the corners when you smiled.
I love you,
not cause you have delectable cheekbones.
I love you
 for your infinite scars 
which gave me faith that -I can heal.

I love all of you, flesh-skin-bones-soul. 

And when I grow ol', 
and don't remember my name,
All I want to remember is-
 your every contour,
Like a blind man reading Braille.
          
                                       -Khateeja Sadaf