Ah, The Mystery Of Love.
Does It Really Have A Beginning,
Or Just An End?
Our Souls Search For The Depth,
The Wisdom Of This Treasure.
Where Does The Answer Lie?
The Journey Can Be So Hard.
Sweet And Gentle
Or Sad, Bitter Tears May Flow.
At First, So Sweet, So Tender.
Joy, Laughter, Gentle, Soft Kisses.
Then, The Longing, The Ache Of Sadness.
The Loneliness, Even When Together.
What Lost Illusion, To End With A Conclusion.
The Answer Sleeps With The Question.
Just What Is The Mystery Of Love?
Lips On Lips, Skin On Skin.
Senses Quickening Our Minds Alive.
Then, The Void Of Emptyness.
Alone, Once Again