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(album: Slip Of The Tongue - 2020)


"What is love?", you ask
My head spins, recalling every song
Story, words, and glorious things I ever heard
Every cliché rings in my ears

Like a bell announcing the birth of a new day
Or the death of yesterday
Depends on how you hear it
I haven't a clue
So I ask love: "What are you?"

Love replies:
"Can't you feel me? I'm here
I'm the one holding your hand reminding you not to forget me
I'm the warm feeling in your belly when you don't know why

I'm the ache to the core when one someone sways to the other side of a vibe
I'm the tingle of your skin when it's touched by the tip of a thrill you can rely on
The knowing, when your eyes meet eyes that recognize yours

And hold you, loose enough to move freely
But tight enough to never let you fall
I'm the breath you take in and let all the way out to the end
When you're held
And your shoulders drop into arms

You flop that feel like a blanket of truth
And wrap you and sooth you
To the moon you thought was in the sky
I'm the backbone that holds it all together

The vertebrae stacked on top of each other
When it's all gone pear shaped and wrong
I'm the biting on your lip keeping it zipped
Swallowing words that could wound and rip apart

I'm choosing kindness over being right
I'm the fight in you when you don't know how
The light in you when it's gone right out
I'm life when I'm near, hope without fear

I'm nothing fancy in a world dripping in gold
But a beautiful jewel never bought, never sold
And when you open your heart and let me in alone
You'll know who I am, because I feel like home"

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