Dishonest kisses

Distrust the one who kisses you with eyes open. I do not remember how this advice came to me. We always forget the good advice, and much more when love takes you flying, blinds you.
Who is capable of kissing with eyes open when this sense lacks importance? Who is going to give attention to a thing that is not the passion that runs within? I could never think that there was someone like this. These doubts never circulated around my mind. It is a shame, now I have them. I don’t know if I will blind myself again, if I will extinguish this distrust that has put a point of inflection in my life.
It was everything I had dreamed. A dream that vanished for its falsehood, but that while it lasted was kept alive in the reality of the senses.
“Distrust the one who kisses you with eyes open”. I should have remembered it.