The Three Words

  I was born in the age of lovesongs

  But now it's time to write one

  The words seem far too hollow

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  The platitudes so crude

  Was there ever three words so overused

  As simple 'I love you'.

  It's a call to action. Romance's grand refrain.

  The culmination of something so much greater

  That thoughts of loss and gain.

  And yet we try to capture it

  Butterfly meet the pin.

  A net of words, flawed, absurd.

  And still we try to grasp

  The subtleties of a human heart

  As if to make it ours.