Fall In Love

To fall in love Is a trip, head over heals Tumbling like autumn leaves Swept unexpectedly in a gentle breeze To the ground silently crashing, Rustling between the teeth of a rake Forming a mound of high spectrums Ready for a game of trust And belly flops before dusk When leaves are wisped again for moths Who come to blazing flames of fire As the sparks fly upward The smoke billows signal That winter has come When beautiful colors cease, And the trip ends suddenly With bruised knees and a headache After rose-colored glasses break The enlightened is wisped And tumbled away Still every fall in love