FOOLISH THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE

We dig a hole deep enough To swallow our entire future All while our lover giggles on the other end Of a senseless phone call. We chase the moon and shoot for the sun On a night when the stars hoard their light Just because our lover is bored of the night And we stumble around until daybreak's light. We weave words into a piece We joyfully call a poem, a lullaby Because our lover is tired of the usual Boring ways of saying "I love you." We are indeed fools for love Shunning the words of wisdom from above, For our lover loves that song— The sound our heart makes when we flatter.