Falling Into That Beautiful Thing Called Love - Poem by Cathryn Martin
Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.
Attraction, flirtation, euphoria, doubt, the truth (I don't know why I want you but I really do) .
.....Here it is,
That inexlicable elemental tug,
That surprising sudden feeling you've been waitig for.
This is yesyesyes.
This is where you find,
Something or someone,
And just fall for them.
And find yourself thinking of no one else,
Because it's attraction,
And the dream of love to follow,
That keeps the imagination alive.
It's attraction that makes life sparkle,
Never stop falling in LOVE............
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