O tell me the truth about love by W.H. Auden
When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I am picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning
Or tread in the bus on my toes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will it's greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.
I saw this on the subway and liked it.
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