The wisdom of Love, Unlike any other, Renders you gentle As a dove, smoother Than a royal mantle, It holds you high, No sooner flings afar - Loved one is nigh Yet distant, a star:
And earthly reality Almost convinces In effect, of the severity The state evinces ... Must-make-do futility With sorbet, coffee Or tea.
Sometimes one falls in love, but sometimes one does rise in it as well. When a dear one is understanding and mature about it, it gladdens the heart!