It is never planned. That’s why they say you fell.
You had no idea it was coming, the magical spell.
Suddenly you look into the eyes of another and feel something you have not felt before.
It is wonderful and mystical and yet scary for you do not feel the floor.
You fall but it is more like floating than falling and suddenly drowning in a sea of devotion.
The strangest thing is that you want nobody to pull you out of this pool of devotion.
You breathe in the liquid which will allow this love to grow.
It bothers you a little for it will lead where? You do not know.
Yet it is the most wonderful feeling you will ever go through.
Your joy will be telling her, “I truly love you!”
this poem was a blessing :) enjoyed Pax A :)