My Song Induced Poetry
You love me and I love you, but to call it the same love just isn’t true.
I want you here, I want you now, but to get it I don’t know how.
I know I shouldn’t push this, I don’t want a fight,
but the lonelyness kills me every night.
This love is bittersweet because you can’t be beat but in this heat I can’t be neat
about my feelings and our dealings and all the sealing of my appealing
to your heart and the effort of my part to be nice but no dice I just can’t be cold as ice.
