Love Is Lack Of Reason

love is lack of reason
you explained in the beer garden
not that it has no reasons
but needs no reasoning

to my intellect displeasing
was the thought simple as that
but to my heart it's fact
and truth I desire to exact

I told to a friend this truth
that to me it's understanding's aloof
but finding it's my life's pursuit
and asked her of it if she knew

she puzzled over it a minute
then smiling, determined like this
'there'll be a moment you'll know'
you'll just know was all she'd insist

in reflection of both conversations
I elected love's not an initiation
perhaps it's of it's own creation
instigating in us a sanction with no rules or limitations