Love Is A Mystery
Love is a mystery.
You’ll never know when it will come to you or I.
Love can happen at the catch of an eye.
It might happen.
It might not happen.
Who knows who their love will be?
It surely isn’t me.
Love is a mystery.
Love Is A Mystery
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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