A love so precious
a tender and caring heart
nothing ever to 
keep them apart

"I love you my darling"
whispers precious and new
with each days dawn
no trouble in view

'til one wanders off
and so much without thought
has an affair
uses condom?  Not!

Then comes home
without a word
and loves the love
it's so absurd

this gift of love
the wanderer brings
is a killer disease.
No longer love sings.

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