Sometimes Love

everybody needs a little Love sometimes
I can’t be there no more
so I wrote this rhyme for you
me and you shared a lot of time as two
a lot went wrong
the healing from hell made us strong
haven’t heard your voice in so very long
but night after night
we talk in my dreams
all kinds of themes
inappropriate memes
and as real as it seems
I always seem to wake up
just before we touch
always afraid it’ll never be enough
but it’s often much too much
and if the skies are gray black or blue
I like dreaming bout the you I knew
now when the hurt comes heavy
it’s a tidal wave of Love
a familiar flood
for the tear-stained rug
that remembers our Love…/