One Day in February

Bifurcated, trifurcated
Overrated underrated
Sliced, diced and refrigerated
That’s the story of
That’s the glory of love.

You’ve gotta use or lose it
That’s what the French people all say
But have they ever tried it
Sipped it goo-goo eyed unfortified
Like a baby Beaujolais?

You can always find your way
As the sun moves through the day
Your heart goes pitter-patter
Like climbing up and down a ladder
You get happier less sadder
It’s great romping in the hay.

Yes it’s love, love, love
Sure as there’s a sky above
Slow it down no need to shove.

Then with both feet on the ground
You’re spinning round and round and round
It’s a moment so profound.

Yes love is here to stay
Until the latter part of May
That’s what the crystal balls all say
Let’s shout hip hip hooray!
And do it all again someday...

Like maybe tomorrow?