Michael P. McParland
It strikes you hard and fast.
All your life this game will last.
When you're not looking
it hits you like a blast.
All of a sudden your heart is glass.
Inside you feel their killing glance.
You want them badly.
You're going mad.
Without them near you're feeling sad.
Love comes quickly like a ghost.
It grows quickly inside the host.
You feel a tremor.
Drenched in sweat.
In the ground your feet are set.
You'll get to know this sweetie yet.
It comes so quick.
How did it happen?
Inside your head the thunders clapping.
Ten beats a second your heart is pounding.
You try to speak.
Your brain has sprung a leak.
All the while you're unaware.
Of these feelings they also share.
So take a chance.
You'll find romance.
Love has got you in it's dance.
It comes so quick you'll never see.
The hit will bring you to your knees.
So just relax and let it come.
Be aware though,
and don't be blind.
Notice the fact that it is time.
Topic of this poem: love educates
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