If love did flow like wine,
And words of same did, too,
I would have much more this rhyme,
That I could say to you.
But love is more a complex thing,
And as such, flows not as well.
Though it makes my heart sing,
And to a great size does it swell.
Though my love flows not like wine,
It is great, I swear to you.
And should this love you need defined,
I'll do my best to prove it true.