Love is an impostor disguised as a guest, willing and eager, in need of good rest. Weighted with baggage acquired over time, love is a mischief however refined!
In through the door
Out through the window
Just on the edge of your seat
You will pour your good wine and serve your fine china, a meal that will feel incomplete. So when love rings upon your bell, and asks for a a place to stay, you will do what you can to divert from the plan, but love will remain anyway.