“Love”

The key to love is in the eyes,
Or perhaps it is in the heart.
But I tell you, men, to search her eyes
For in there lies the spark.
We are not the choosers of our brides
To this, we must confess.
For little do we know what she hides
That she alone knows best.
But if you by chance catch that spark
From deep beneath her eyes,
Then you, my friend, have learned her trick
Of what her heart desires.
Free yourself from heart ache
If you learn this well.
Find the spark that will ignite
The fire in your heart.
For your love is her delight
That never will depart.