This is perhaps the first love poem I have ever written that doesn’t damn romantic love in any way and hopefully, it won’t be my last.
You and I are a love song, encased with the world’s cheesiest clichés,
Every gentle melody, every pitched emotion wrapped around our days,
And every beat of this musical piece creates a memorandum in my heart,
Our sentiments intertwined in lustful lyrics, a vivid piece of art.
And everytime the chorus comes along, we’ll forget the world exists,
We’ll walk under this evergreen canopy as euphoria persists,
This is the lullaby that soothes my thoughts when I can’t fall asleep at night,
These are the upbeats and the downbeats that make every single little thing feel right.
But our love isn’t just some verse, some strung together chant, some expressive cry,
Unlike a forsaken aria doomed to see an end, our love continues and won’t ever die.