fauxcroft

Soon enough loves comes

It rides in on a stallion

Unbeknownst to anyone

It comes out of sight and mind

At times least expected

From places never conceived of

That is how love works

And cannot be forced

Cannot be in anyway cajoled

It’s something that can’t be controlled

Comes out of nowhere out of the folds

Of seemingly nothingness at all

Then entraps us within its thrall

Imprisoning us once and for all

That wonderful moment that defines our call

To be loved and love in a beautiful pall.