The possibility of Love, is a dangerous spark.
Your whole existence is at stake.
As if it was not enough bad already,
You are not certain it could be fake.
Either way you will never be the same.
That is the possibility of love.
You stand at this cliff with a hope to fly.
Hesitate? Or take the leap of faith?
Close your eyes and brain?
Leave it to the heart decisions to make?
The moment you realised it,
questions numerous unanswered.
Logical or illogical chains of events
what brought you to this point.
And is it possible to let it go.
if only you could know.
The possibility of love is the road too long,
cannot rush but it is getting late,
The possibility of love is a probability too,
shall I leave you to the fate?
Your whole existence is at stake.
As if it was not enough bad already,
You are not certain it could be fake.
Either way you will never be the same.
That is the possibility of love.
You stand at this cliff with a hope to fly.
Hesitate? Or take the leap of faith?
Close your eyes and brain?
Leave it to the heart decisions to make?
The moment you realised it,
questions numerous unanswered.
Logical or illogical chains of events
what brought you to this point.
And is it possible to let it go.
if only you could know.
The possibility of love is the road too long,
cannot rush but it is getting late,
The possibility of love is a probability too,
shall I leave you to the fate?
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