Let's soldier on...

Let's soldier on...

If you believe me,
don't you leave me.

When I tell you I love you,
It's to hard believe.
I understand,
and, I'm not trying
to make you feel grand
but I feel it when I,
I hold your hand,

It's that simple..

The love, I mean,
which by means
is only felt-
like the rush of wind
through skin.

I'm not a liar,
I only tell what I feel.
I might be an April fool,
but I'm a fool for you.
Cupid might have got me 3rd,
for I'm months away
from the sacred month of lovers
but the third time's the charm,

So would you let us march
to this love parade...