The Mystery Of Love Poem by John Sensele

Love is sometimes blind, but always kind
Affection grows so fit and swift on its feet
Love affairs find, bind and mind lovers and from behind can grind a love rind
Affection is a gift in a tryst blessed by a priest.

Affection grows so fit and swift on its feet
Lovers for each other share joy and pain on a train despite strain
Affection is a gift in a tryst blessed by a priest
Lovers never mind vagaries of snow, hurricane, cyclone or rain.

Lovers for each other share joy and pain on a train despite strain
In Summer, Autumn, Winter and Spring, lovers grow awesome despite throes of love
Lovers never mind vagaries of snow, hurricane, cyclone or rain
Because God blesses and graces love from above.

In Summer, Autumn, Winter and Spring, lovers grow awesome despite throes of love
Love affairs find, bind and mind lovers and from behind can grind a love rind
Although God blesses and graces love from above
Love is sometimes blind, but always kind.