We planned our partners, fine and grand,
With perfect points held in each hand,
But lusty lightning crossed the land,
And left our logic in the sand.
Your virtues all were veiled from view,
My failings too, unseen by you,
That dizzy dance, we muddled through,
Till baby boots were peeking through.
I loved your laugh, a joyful blare,
You swooned at my debonair hair,
Ignoring habits hard to bear,
Like socks you'd leave upon the stair.
The list of likes we thought we'd find,
The kindred soul, the matching mind,
By Eros' edict, stayed behind,
As primal urges intertwined.
So now we chuckle, old and gray,
At how that madness ruled the day,
That chemistry that wouldn't sway,
And brought us here, come what may!
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