Though men may like b**bs and butts,
Often thinking with their nuts,
Women are no less obsessed
With cozy arms and chiseled chests.
Men may like to squeeze and hold,
But women like to flee the cold.

And the sexes both desire
For a love that doesn't tire.
Attraction may be first in mind,
But character comes close behind.
Oh, he yearns no less than she
For heart and brain in unity.

God Bless the men who overcome
The passion which so oft has won.
God Bless the man who perseveres
Despite the way his nature steers.
God Bless those whose hearts desire
Another's good more than their fire.

May He give us all clear sight
Until we find the love that's right.