Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

please can i have some coffee? oui
if those legs were near
i would have to rub them with hot palms
touch the back of that neck
seize the day
lost
in some dream
about what i wanted
what wanted me
endless hours thought alive
running from the pieces
seeing as if thru your eyes
took my love
now i gotta get it back vital juices you borrowed
thought that maybe someday
you would give it back
but that never happened
i love you
sure
but it almost killed me
each time i let you in weakening me

like a hay-maker to the jaw, and a left jab to the kidneys....love, as you say, can sometimes
nearly kill you

for some reason flashed on the J. Geils tune, Love Stinks

i dunno about the hay or the jaw- but i can assure you that - even solitude will not cure you of a yearning for love- whether it kills me or not- i am not fucking going to stop- maybe some different choices- would align me with the direction i want to be going in- but without love = well- it s pretty dry-i think more like 'love shack' by the b 52 s