The coup de foudre when it comes
Often has a roll of drums
What sparks the action, who can tell
Lust and hormones can cause hell
The gentle meeting of two minds
Interests that mean, you are two of a kind
The lightening strikes, the need to touch
Desolation, when apart, can be too much
The need to eat each other alive
Without the other you can’t survive
But will it last and stay the course
Or will love die and cause divorce?
The coup de foudre doesn’t stay
When lust has waned it goes away
Then the work is on to build
A strong relationship, become more skilled
Alternatively the relationship dies
Too little in common, no stars in the eyes
The coup de foudre is an amazing thing
Nothing is quite like it for creating a zing.