He’ll love you for a moment.
He’ll love you like the blues.
He’ll love you for a time, is all,
Still, you gamble, sure to lose.
He’ll watch you as he follows.
He’ll watch as you disrobe
You’ll watch him as he leaves you.
You know the empty road.
You’ll wait for him to return
You’ll lie awake, alone,
Still a’wait for love to kiss you.
But this is sorrow’s home.
You know all this, you do,
You know all this, but will
To search, to look, to wish, to seek,
Once more, once more, once more still.
Monday, April 20, 2009
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