when it looks like love, i won't run

I will stare such a beast in his eye,
Stand this ground.
I will not hold my tongue.
When that beast challenges me,
I will fight; yes fight, to the death.
Bearing in a brawl of blood and guts,
The glorious victor will show true.
Yes, I may fall and bruise.
And yes, I may get hurt.
But, along the way my worth shall show genuine and
This will also be true for that of the beast.
For to fight for worth, the beast knows,
Is the trust test of love that any man could fathom.
So I tell you now, and forever, let it be heard,
That I will not run, no, I will fight that beast
And bring his head down to earth where it will stay.

And I will love that love
Until the truest definition of love has lost its meaning,
When love is commonplace
And no longer extraordinary,
But then there would be no love;
So, I shall love that love until there is no love,
But love has always been
And will always be,
Therefore,
I will love that love
As long as I am able
To be.