Love In the Vernacular

You say you've loved with all your heart Dug down deep and pulled out a plumb Reached levels of ecstasy with numbing toes Except the ones that went to market And still, there is hurt in your eyes That can never be repaired by Botox With every action, there is a reaction But Newton’s Third Law does not apply here Your soul speaks the language of the Universe But lacks explanation in the vernacular And when love is dead and gone All is not lost, the sunrise is but an hour away