A chance encounter, brute collision
Misty eyes, blurry vision
Thumping heart, missing beat,
Then the knees go, then the feet
No! Don't make the same mistake again
Don't fall on sight, like way back when
You lost your brain then, how you fell
Don't send yourself back down to Hell!
Truth is the first thing lost in war
In love first judgment hits the floor
Wisdom flees, your balance goes,
Why does your mind melt, no-one knows
But could this stranger be the one
That gentle smile, a hint of fun
The gaze that roots you to the spot
Is that fond look a hit or not?
Ahh you see, you can't resist,
For you no challenge can be missed
Hope beats Experience every time
Reason always loses out to Rhyme
You sway, feel dizzy, vertigo
You want to run, the legs won't go
Stumble, tumble, passion calling,
That's why the word for love is 'falling'
About the Creator
Ramsay Short
Award-winning writer, journalist, editor and poet writing on the topics of travel, grief, relationships, music, art, futurism, sustainability and love. Find out more here
Ramsay is also known for his work with the late Anthony Bourdain.
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