True Love Knocks Once
One fine day, the latter part of June
Old friends rekindled the flame of love
Magic was afoot that cloudy afternoon
A lazy sun played hide n’ seek above
They lunched n’ drank fine red wine
At a well known Portland rendezvous
They reminisced, two hearts combined
As hearts fused, time they did subdue
At last the magic spell was broken
A single kiss, a bittersweet farewell
‘Tho brief dormant love had woken
True love in hearts again did dwell
If love should knock n’ you entice
Swing wide the door…
As, true love rarely knocks twice
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poem by Ray Lucero
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