A life with out love is like a thirst without drink for cure. I float atop a putrid ocean of insufferable tonic, a tease for the liking. I dipped a spoon, and again and again, I tasted the salted waters, tainted with lies. Only two spoonfuls sweeted my tongue, while the rest caused me great disdain. I try again and again, for the tides and waters shall forever change, and I hope to be washed in the sweet again.
Touch my tongue with your honeysweet lips, and tip your chalice for a couple sips. Let me drink from you freely and take you all in, cause I am thirsty for your love, and you make me want to want to drink again. You make me want to drink again.
Chorus: Please don’t go, please don’t go (summer love)
Don’t leave me here all alone
My heart connects to your lines, full circle, but perforated.
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