Perhaps, You Don’t

Perhaps, you don’t believe in love: I do.
I understand, I think, how you might feel:
That it’s all marketing, and none-too-true:
These images we see — they are not real —

It’s just a plot to screw with women’s heads,
To fill them with these sappy lover’s tales —
When tried out in real life, or on real beds,
In happens that, the poor man always fails

To live up to that great romantic hype.
So where is love, great love, in all of this?
You say, forget it, you are not the type
To be hornswoggled by a heart or kiss —

But love’s not kisses, jewelry, sex, or weather,
Nor meeting cute, but how two stay together

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