• They say,

    This is the day,

    For love.

    And, though it’s nice,
    When it’s special,
    I’m partial,
    To loving you,
    All the way…
    Inclusive,
    Of every day,
    I live.

    Yes, I love to live,
    Loving you,
    There’s nothing else,
    I’d rather do,
    Perhaps I’m senseless,
    … but, love pays no mind,
    So, it’s useless,
    Trying to find,
    Reason or rhyme,
    For why I love you,
    All the time.

    They say,
    This is the day,
    For love,
    O.K.,
    I do love you.
    tomorrow, too,
    And, the next day,
    All the way,
    Until my last day.