Non-sexual, poetry, romantic

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Love is Beauty
by Dave

Billy Blakes' house is a tumble down
in a back street row for the poor
There are broken panes and clapping boards
And splintery, crooked floors.
The side door trellis is broken down 
And a rose vine clambers through.
The kitchen stoop has lost a board
The old cellar door lacks two
The weeds really push their way 
among broken bottles and tin cans
to get to the light of day.
But pansies bloom in a corner nook.
A lovely elm sways over the lot
And on it's top most branch there sways
A cardinal gay with red topknot.
He whistles a love tune for a mate.
He sings: "My Dear, if you'll come to me
We will build our home in the lovely spot 
And be as happy as Billy must be.