Anything for love, with in reason.

Now lets look at this from moment to moment, second to second,

a feeling of crushed lips, unspoken shutters of tear dripped whispers,

how i want to pull you to me, lift you to the back of a Tennessee Stud,

your love around my hips, holding your head to my back with a smile as the sunshine down.



Stolen moments of love was my only offer, a tobacco smell as I rode off.

Knowing that I would be one to ride back in the final act, as love always returns in the final act.

Anything for those stolen moments, anything for those lovely moments, with in reason,

sad to say you know that is what my mind, while on spirits or ancient tomes of hemp.






Love must come with a slight view of common sense, love should let what they other is in for..

Is anything for love knowing the pain, the stress, or feeling what the other has felt in the dead of night,

do you want to ask what it was, or do you just think i am crazy clumsy,

ever wonder why I may cry, or argue?





Does love really want to know how I aim?


Do you want to know how close my eyes want to burst,

does love really think it can do anything,


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But i remember those long car rides..............................................