She said “If love
Is a posion cup
Then drink it up”
“Cos a sip
Or a spoonful won’t do
Won’t do nothing for you
Except mess you up”
I want to tell you how much
I love you.
Love is a dress that you made
long to hide your knees.
And I have to speculate
That God himself did make us
Into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay
And true it may seem like a stretch
But it’s thoughts like this that catch
My troubled head when you’re away
When I am missing you to death
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you’d just woke up.
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall.
Underneath it’s all the same love.