Love so brave, it'll punch above its weight
Stand before the knockout count is over
Pit opponents on the canvas elate.
Love is something you can't outmanoeuvre.
Love so brave, it wears a matador's cape
That says cut me, serrate, let me tempt fate.
I've a date! Destiny, I can't escape
So, please girls with this bullfighter don't prate.
Love so brave, in lyrical tone verbose
But let's not diminish, love in its throes,
When you've relinquished and fallen comatose
Weakened by them, heavenly concertos…
When the fruit of love is up-held aloft
Times after our lovers leave the hayloft.
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