PUT SIMPLY JUST LOVE
Why is this feeling so complicated?
It overcomes me and I am intoxicated
I can't live with nor live without
Sometimes my heart feels red raw and cut out
It stops me eating
And stops me sleeping
One minute deliriously happy next weeping
I'm crazy, I'm mad and I don't know what to do
I'm addicted, it's uncontrollable and wanton too
Nor am I myself but another person I'm sure
I surely must be sick and there is no cure
But would I wish to be free?
For what is this sickness that ails me?
The condition is common surely you know?
Put simply just love!
MPB ©


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