If you're Lucky,
you fall in love with
the same person
three times.

First, with their beauty -
the way their eyes reflect
the sky, the flutter of
their Wings.

The first time,
you wish they'd
be yours.

Second with their being.
The way their voice sings your name,
the calm their presence brings.

The second time,
you wish they'd stay.

Third, you fall for
their cracks, their scars,
the truths that
make them whole.

Because the third time,
you fall in love
with their soul.

At that time,
you surrender.

You let everything
happen as it needed to be.

As luck would have it.

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