Have you ever given someone your love
And have you suddenly taken it away
Have you ever taken love and not given it back
Because you felt you had enough
Or was sure of it.
Do not ask me what love is
I am a stranger on the same journey
It is a strange journey
And who am I but a messenger
I don’t have any right
Its a surprising thing that what we call love
We don’t know from whence it comes, or
why it shall leave,
Shall it suffice then,
that when he arrives at the doorstep in that guise,
to be awake and alert for he has come
only for your heart- the doorway
to understanding the beautiful you.
You know baby,I love you baby -will you let me in.
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