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
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