Do you think we should fall in love with our eyes closed?

I was reading the story of Eros and Psyche. Eros was the Greek god of love who fell in love with the mortal Psyche. He married her, had her taken to his castle, and loved her physically without her ever seeing what he looked like. She falls madly in love with him because the way he has treated her, etc, etc. Well, in the story she invited her sisters to visit her because she was very lonely during the day when Eros was out. She did not know she was married to Eros at all. Well anyway, her sisters tell her things to break her trust and faith with Eros. Eros told her that when the time was right, he’d show her what he looked like. Out of jealousy and anger she went against Eros’ word and snuck in to see what he looked like. She discovered that she was married to a handsome god, but he wakes up due to wax from the lamp she was holding dripping on his shoulder. He shouts a bit, then leaves her forever. It was a sad story to me! :/

Anyway, the moral is that love should be blind, and that how someone treats you should mean way more than the way someone looks. Do you think that we should fall in love with our eyes closed and be blind to vanity? Metaphorically speaking of course. :P