Some say love is cure,
Some say love is sublime and pure,
Some say the vase it grows is wide
Some say it has several effects on the side.
For love is the purity of the soul
And the enlivening breath for all,
It is immortal and sure to win
And from pole to pole spin.
For romantics shall not the love shun
A way to caper and dance.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin