Inevitable love

Is it inevitable to love? His pale, snow white skin, The way the cool night breeze blows through his silky soft silver locks, When he gallops through the beautiful multicolored valley, What is this weird feeling one gets? The feeling of a thousand bolts of electricity running through ones body, A sensation of a million pastel colors waiting to emerge from you once your all alone, An overwhelming sentiment of a warm tingiling aura surrounding you, Can a five year old feel what i feel? What do i do with these feelings? Can i conceal them forever? Every morning, He catches my eyes, I sprit to his presence, I look into his milky carmel eyes, and say "hello stallion"