In the dance of love, we trip and fall,
With clumsy steps, yet standing tall.
He tells a joke that makes no sense,
Still, I laugh, my heart immense.

We argue over silly things,
Like who left dishes in the sink.
But laughter mends the gaps we find,
In humor, our souls are intertwined.

His snoring sounds like thunder’s roar,
Yet in that noise, my heart adores.
For every flaw, a chuckle springs,
In love’s embrace, the humor clings.

Through life’s chaos, hand in hand,
We share a world, both vast and grand.
In every jest, a truth revealed,
Our love, a laughter-sealed field.