What I Will Do For Love.. Poem by david lessard

Here is what I will do for love;

I will worship the ground she walks on,
I will treasure the words she speaks,
I will lay my heart at her doorstep,
I will curl up at her feet.

But that is all I will do for love;

I will not stand and listen,
to the ranting and the raving,
to the insults that she hurls,
it's not misery, I'm craving.

But I will love her always,
and I will love her long,
and I will give her kisses,
all through the day
and all night long.

But I will not stoop and cower,
to a rash of broken dreams,
to things going in the gutter,
while the devil in her gleams.

But his is what I'll do for love;

I will keep her close to me,
I will wipe away her tears,
I will be right by her side,
in the ever-coming years.

But I will not take the dirt,
that she heaps upon my brow,
not yesterday and not tommorow,
and no, by God, not now!