Beating The Odds

'The odds are against you two',
 a little she-devil whispered in his ear
when they first met
the serendipity of their bumping up on each other
getting to know each other
keeping in touch
being too surreal and fairy-like
to be considered either true or viable.

'The odds are against him', she told herself
'I will guard my heart,
'he's used to playing around,
'it won't come up to anything,
'it's just, you know, talking,
'there are no feelings involved,
'I won't risk my heart'.

'The odds are against you', friends told her
'too much competition, 
'he's just having fun,
'you're just a new toy, soon to be discarded,
'too many difficulties to be overcome,
'it won't last,
'brace yourself for the truth, 
'for the odds are against you'.

'The odds are against us', they thought,
battling with too many things that could tear them apart
too many things that could go wrong
too many things that could
but didnt...

Then one day,
in their little bird nest,
their bodies and tongues and hearts and minds interlocked,
their smells and dreams fused in a sweetly orchestrated melody, 
they knew
without saying a word, they just knew.

'The odds are against us
but 
we are beating the odds'

Since day one
they've been beating the odds
to the astonishment 
and perhaps envy of many
they keep going 
they keep loving
against all the fucking odds.

Because you see
odds are just abstract, lifeless numbers
whereas love is soul expressed
love is pulsating, dripping, sweating, 
loving,
life-affirming,
life-creating
joy-giving.


Against all odds
Life and Love
always goes on....

Their never-ending love story
their happily ever after of the eternal Now...