Heat Lightning

No common sense to finding love
It comes like heat lightning
when there is no storm
Caring not a damn for schedules
arriving unpredictably
at the wrong time
out of sequence
and usually cracking a joke

If you grin and say I'm wrong
then walk your own road
and don't be surprised
when you stumble
on the way to certainty
You may have made a reservation
tipped the headwaiter
and still find tables empty

Love happens when you've forgotten laundry
and your mind
is on other things
Stopping to tie a shoelace
you look up
and there it is
smiling and confused
not expecting you either