Ain't Love Grand...

Ain't Love Grand...

Ain't Love Grand?

Love is misery,

Love is pain;

Love is torture,

And everything insane.

Love, the fountain of strength;

Love, the reason

For every weakness.

Love cuts to the bone

And to the heart's core.

Yet it is love

That heals each wound...

No greater sorrow

And no greater bliss

Than in love.

Love is perfect,

Love is a song;

Love is blind

To every fault,

Love is deaf

To the braying of logic.

Ain't Love grand...