Ever tried to reason you way out of a cul-de-sac?
Or swim across the frozen Lake of Guilt?
There is as little point to either,
As teaching the one who you love.
Which is all about fatigue and vaguely heard
Worthy words and wisdom.
And the test of love is in practice,
The torque of love in release.
The are two golden words,
Their use is appropriate for two
They are, I do.
C 2019 Christopher Thompson
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This poem started 11.42pm GMT.
Completed 11.57pm GMT
29 January 2019.