Opponents On The Canvas Elate

Love so brave, it'll punch above its weight Stand before the knockout count is over Pit opponents on the canvas elate. Love is something you can't outmanoeuvre. Love so brave, it wears a matador's cape That says cut me, serrate, let me tempt fate. I've a date! Destiny, I can't escape So, please girls with this bullfighter don't prate. Love so brave, in lyrical tone verbose But let's not diminish, love in its throes, When you've relinquished and fallen comatose Weakened by them, heavenly concertos… When the fruit of love is up-held aloft Times after our lovers leave the hayloft.