When we least expect,
We fall in love perfect.
There is nothing wrong with that,
Nothing special, I bet.
The love is old as hills
Comes out of the blue,
Does not require skills,
But only chills like the flu.
The love blinds us for a while,
Just keep a happy smile
And giving us the grace,
It leaves without a trace.
The love comes out of the blue
© Copyright: Калининская Ольга, 2021
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