It Was a Great Love

I was learning to speak more slowly,

And only when I'd something to say;

I was starting to requite

The dreams of the night

And dispense with

The dreams of the day.

I was being much wiser

And charting a sane course

Where love was the appetizer

And never the main course,

Where the mind was well-ordered

And the heart always in place---

And thus you found me, darling,

In medias res.

It was a great love,
It was a grand love,
It was a freak
"You needn't speak,
"I understand" love.

It was a great love,
It was a true love,
It was a rare
"The last éclair
"Belongs to you" love.

It was a "Let there be no plots,
"We've nothing to hide" love,
It was an "I'll do the pots,
"You go inside" love.
It was the kind of romance
Where my stomach was always settled
And my emotions never taxed---
It was a great love,
Till I relaxed,
Till I relaxed,
Till I relaxed.

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