Have you ever met love?
I met him once in an empty street,
he was the picture of eloquence and grace
when he told me to be at ease.
Then he proceeded to stare me down,
as if I were some insect beneath his feet,
tugged me closer to his chest
where I could hear no heartbeats.
His golden eyes were blazing
when he dipped his head and kissed me,
he was love,
and he'd successfully brought me to my knees...
©eos
