The thing about love
Is that it comes with a shudder
Spilling into our lives and hearts
In a not-entirely-unexpected
But still slightly messy way
It’s always slightly awkward
That first rush of feelings
It might have been so that it was fantastic
And that it was the tension that made it good
Sunshine glinting off warm bodies
In mid-afternoon light under the canopy of trees
It’s finally some privacy
And falling hard after racing up the stairs
The thing about love is
We might joke about it
But it goes and goes and goes
Even when we wish it would stay