Wonderings of Love

To fall in love
is a stranger to me.
Which doesn't lead
to poetry
of feelings
so mushy
they wouldn't be out of place
with some fish and chips.


I suppose
it must bring comfort
security 
a feeling of warmth
a smile
paired with a steady heart beat
Never totally alone
always accepted
more often than not
happy
when loved in returned. 


To fall
to be
in love
I don't know if any poetry
can express the wonder
well enough.