He wore the shirt she met him in
for many days, a week he thought,
Then finally she dared to speak,
"Your shirt, it reeks, please wash it soon!"
She might as well have slapped his face,
and yet they still fell fast in love,
But after this, his shirts were clean,
were always different every day,
Since at the laundromat he found
a plastic bottle green in hue
Containing simple laundry soap,
the secret elixir of love.

This is the cutest, sweetest poem I think I’ve ever read. It makes me giggle, heehaw,and grin big all at the same time. And also warms my heart and tummy so that I feel ready to go out and love people. It is a delightful poem that makes me embrace being alive. Thank you for the absolute best love poetry!
And its complex, too, showing how love can be nutsy, irrational. That laundry soap at the end takes the cake!!
Great work, Eric!