And Love, and love, and love

Tammy Ho wrote a somewhat playful, but also sad poem for Christmas, called “It’s Christmas — so what?”
I felt a need to respond and this is what resulted:

And love, and love, and love.

Cupids arrow is not a gift
To be found under the tree
wrapped in shiny tinsel
and pretty smiles

Erotic presents are not free
No one is exempt from sorrow
Always, always, always
There is a price

But who of us can resist
That unexpected look
eyes meeting across the room
Falling into each other’s soul

Love has no limits
It’s not on sale
When that arrow hits your heart
You are dead and life begins.

Yamabuki

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