in the land of yore
You tell me that you love me, Dear -
Such easy words to say;
While these words the ear will please,
With the heart will play.
With these words an absolution
I see is what you seek -
For the games your mind will revel in,
But I have no will for an idle match;
No cause for a gender fight -
To see who remains standing last
On the base of black and white.
For 'tis the moves on the grid of life
That my heart will feed;
No spoken word can color bright
The worth of a single deed.
So show me love in the smallest ways,
The love you so proclaim -
For only then the spoken word
Will crown your love's domain.
(P.S. intended non-gender specific)