Love precious love

Who has understood love?
If you have,
Tell me what you know?
Can one trust love?
It looks like I shouldn’t;
I find it unreliable;
Sweet today, bitter tomorrow;
A coat of many colors.
That is love;
Takes long often to come,
But in a twinkle of an eye,
It’s off.
Love, precious love.

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