I heard you say love is something poets had invented,
What you have said must be contested.
Sure we all know that love can be painful.
Hell, at times it can downright dreadful.
Have you ever seen her wake next to you with a smile,
It can make the old pain seem nearly worthwhile.
Then you hold her as she slowly wakes,
She begins to stretch and her whole body shakes.
You stare deeply into her sleepy eyes,
You can't say shit, you can only sigh.
You give her a kiss before she can say a word,
Proving true love is shown, not heard.
Now after picturing that, try losing it all.
That's when you learn to walk before you crawl.
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