moaning
hungry for love
I was hungry once
eating hearts ripped
of fire
in a mild way
But now
always deep sounds
that stir the unheard voices
are closed off to the outer branches
am i the only
thesperate -
desperately set in
hardening
trying out some a new camouflage
.
2 comments:
Is this a secret code for "Love me, love me, do?"
great song. I alwasys like the harmonica
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