Love Comes Once
To the moon we have been once
To it again might not be another chance
We just look at it away above us
Such thing happens with love thus
If you see the beloved signs
And she hit your heart by her love's lance
Don't hang your self such a dunce
You might not have her for another dance
Pull out your love's arms
Fight who to her stretched out his arms
Till he steps out with wince
Then you win her for the last dance
Copyright © Arabian Poet | Year Posted 2015
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