Love was all; they hung as pictures
On the wall, in the hall
Where they were lovebirds, having fun.
Banns were made, no one opposed, but
Making plans, chasing vows
And rings, they forgot how to love.
From colors to ideas; they fought
Over all, I love you
Turned into words no one said.
Love became a solid oil, at
The bottom of their cans
Begging for shakes, but no one cared.