Poetry: Strangely

Poetry: Strangely

by Liam

Isn’t it strange how we are drawn

Discretely to what or whom we love!

This secret lies in the center of my heart

This mystery becomes love, in it’s doing.

Happiness in its transformation,

For truth, for humility, we must pull this up out of our depths

Strangely

This is who we are

This is how we become

Lovers

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