Love In The Curse Of The Pants

Love In The Curse Of The Pants

like a lonely field to share
got to surface
sake as before
shadow in a shining shore
the personality put the lights out
going outside to smell the fresh air
love is in a cigarette
bound from the circus
going to the saloon
chase bake your hair
a pulsating care
corner brought near
in shedding a tear
a tender word to share