Love wears red tights, of course, and a long loose top so she can dance easily. She rides a bicycle decorated with bells and flowers and carries chocolates in a big canvas bag which she hands out liberally. Contrary to popular opinion, she does not own a bow and knows nothing of archery. She also shares poems everywhere she goes. She’s a Quaker and loves silence but also is known to use curse words now and again when things don’t work out. She doesn’t wear make-up. She seems to cause people to fall and she has unusual disguises. She likes to sneak up on YOU. Sometimes people mistake others for her. She has imposters. Watch out for them! They usually seem too good to be true – and often are. When she’s done her work, she leaves you alone to figure out the hard stuff. Because she’s real, she does have some warts, scars and occasional bad breath. You have to take the whole package. She can break your heart – but, that too can be a sort of gift sometimes. She likes it if you prepare the way for her; sweep the path, expect her to arrive. Be home. And, if she came into your life long ago and you’ve begun to take her for granted – dust her off – buy her some flowers – ask her to dance.
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