Good poets like precision, real art is
an economy of words that define.
That is why the subject of love will mess
up even the wisest of poets that line
that sounds more like lust most of the time.
Up to talk much of unrequited love,
True love may not be eternal or above
nevertheless because it endures in the coffee
ordinary humans but found to be divine
made each morning, resides in the same bed
Sickness, health and death, life's distracting lures.
every night, lasts through mistakes and daffy
misunderstandings, diapers, children fed,
When loved ones work at it, love endures.
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