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Magic of love

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Listen to me, dear friends,

I’ll tell you the truth about love

Without any flattery, my truth,

Past thoughts are my own.


So how do our feelings arise?

Once you meet her, you can’t see her

When in the crowd they notice you with a smile,

How it burns inside, you can’t explain.


So I’ll tell you the truth without hiding

Her love will begin only then

When you let go, the world is not ashamed,

And here is the truth of life for you gentlemen.


And that’s when the magic begins

When she comes back to you herself,

Eyes do not believe, like witchcraft,

Suddenly remember what you needed.


And in that moment you realize again

Love not only lives in fairy tales,

Appreciate her more when you lose her

You only believe meekly she will come.


You will stop wondering soon

When you notice girlish jealousy,

You will no longer be afraid of separation,

Appreciate and always take care of her loyalty.


And the heart will burn with a flame,

She will cherish you until dawn,

And the heart will tremble, the past will wait,

You realize… the magic of love.

Procrastination. Selected poems

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