It bothers not with golden rule,
But seeks to scam the average fool;
And does ignite the midnight oil
Of lover’s quarrels; bitter toil.
It surrenders to the the haste of word,
And gathers speed in vision blurred;
For all is fair in love and war,
When the beat of heart is all for chore.
True love is equal joy and pain,
It delivers sunshine and the rain.
So garner all your strength of wrought,
If a soulmate you have finally caught;
For love is not a leisure fling,
But a lesson of love beset for a queen and her king.