52.

Does romance always love to nod and sing?
Drowsy in the head but I'm not sure about the wing
It can unfold, I guess, to fly or hold
What holds, if you're to ask, I call them legs
They've not really to do with romance, though
I'm drowsy in the head but I'm not sure about the leg
Does romance always have to kneel and beg?
There's nothing about romance that I know,
I'll stop thinking and trust beautiful Poe