Hung out to dry!
I had a dream
just the other day
Instead of staying
you walked away
Ripping out my hearts desires
our love melted in a burning fire
I begged and pleaded for you to stay
You shook your head and said no way
You said you have had it up to here
Holding your hands to the sky so near
I pleaded with the gods and the devils too
Even mixed up a witches brew
Looking for a way to hold you near
Struggling with pains
wiping back the tears
Upon the closure all you said
welcome to a singles bed
Its not your fault the sky is dim
its just bad genes
left to you from mortal men
I know you tried
that I can see
But what you gave
does not fill my need
A warm heart is not enough
I need life with material stuff
The riches of love just feeds the heart
Its just feels a small part
I need a life with burning desire
With some gold , emeralds
and fire
Passion like you can’t conceive
So here is your rope
thirteen knots
Is all you need!
Scott baker
