How To Prepare For Love Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

One never knows...
When love to them arrives to show.
And,
One never knows...
Where it goes or how to grieve it.
No.
One never knows.
How to receive it or let it go.
No.
One never knows.
One just never knows.

And...
One never knows,
Who will ignite that spark.
Or,
Who will make their tears to drop...
With a doing done nonstop.
No.
One never knows,
Who will lower their upturned nose.
No.
One never knows.
One just never knows.

And...
One never knows,
Until that rock is dropped.
Until two hearts are shattered,
To crack what had been sealed and locked.
No.
One never knows,
What love looks like before they're sold.
No.
One never knows,
Who will have them fully exposed...
From the top of their heads to their naked toes.
No.
One never knows.
One just never knows.

One never knows,
How to prepare for love.
No.
One will never know.
Who knows...
Where love comes from or why it goes.