Sunday 15 April 2012

Don't you know?

Do you know what love is?
Her eyes are damp
The words are blurred -
I've no reply, there's no retort.

Do you know what love is?
Lines have been drawn
He screamed, he slurred
rage has become his last resort.

A million hours
A single breath
it's been undone
we're all that's left.

Don't you know, what love is?
his voice so kind
it seems, he's pleading
it's of no use
i'm still retreating.

Do you know what love is?
No,it seems,
not yet.