Ode to Love

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Ode to Love

Love, you're like that needed handful of cotton to fluff my pillow

Something smooth soft to lay my head on

as I watch that sad, creaky ol' willow

and laugh as I hadn't known it wasn't already gone.

Love, you're that cut on my leg that hurt like hell

and bled like death

but now that you're healed, well

you're healed so well that it takes away my breath.

Love, you're that sunny day in June

having rested on a nice beach and had fun.

You faded away so soon

having dragged me for a crazily wild run.

Love, you're the siren song in my ears

The twisting, turning, symphonious song said.

You eased away my foaming fears

And, somehow, left me wrecked in your sea, instead.

Love, you're in my head, that dangerous thought

that makes me smile real devilish

and if I could I'd kill you with a gun shot

but you're stuck in my head, some sick fetish.

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