You Must Be Lucky To Have Found It Poem by RIC BASTASA

they say
one finds true and
mutual love
once in every thousand
years

you must be lucky
to have found it

some are not that
lucky as you

one day they find it
and then do not really know
what to do

they fear touching
thinking that it could simply be
another mound of
dust

or if they touch it
it may just go away just like
a wink of
an eye

or it could just be right
inside their palms

but they just forget
already
how it feels