Never let love go to your head.

You'll become heady and think that you're ready for anything.

But love never pans out logically.

You can sit right in the middle of a river of love,

And sieve away frantically in your mind,

Straining for little bits of gold,

When the river,itself, is worth your weight in soul,

And the spirit of the wind that rushes along with it

Longs to bathe your head in butterfly kisses,

And crown you king, or queen, for the day.

You'll miss it if you let love go to your head.

But let love go to your heart!

Your heart will play

Like a child in a room 

Full of someone else's toys,

Or a blind lover on a braille honeymoon.

Your heart will know just what to do,

Just want to say,

To love.

-jenn