Looking for it Love

I’m looking for it Love
letting go of the my-way’s and hi-way’s
open to this new day
the tears have much to say
stepping out-of and in-to
a new suit begin a new tune
yesterday has been put away
she continues to inform me
but she ain’t drivin’ the bus today
much Love my Lord
much so very much
bouncin’ about in my twice walloped mind
parked somewhere in Taos
lookin’ for a lover more my kind
the bottle still floats
day after day
a wax-sealed bottle
drifts [in/upon] the dark sea
in the left hemisphere
there are targets and tyrants to fear
good and bad men
doing bad and good things
and that one ring
yes, that one ring
[she still] calls me to sing…