Saturday, April 18, 2015

come to me


come to me with ardour if you please
I’ll meet you halfway, down on my knees
with a song on my lips and a grin on my face
I’ll play easy to get and cut to the chase
aye come to me with lust if you can
I’ll grab you by your waist and try be your man
with courtesy in my voice and chivalry in my veins
and a vow to be the one who forever remains
yes come to me with honesty if it’s true
in a fragile false world, a real point of view
I’ll match you truth for truth, give you my word
and live up to it like a superstition adhered
why, come to me with a happy little wink
a tease and a dimple to make a heart think
I’ll answer you with a rascal’s devil-may-care
with sweet nothings or maybe just a stare
ah, come to me with a tear in your eye
with a loud aching sob or a soft silent sigh
I’ll sit not still; I’ll sweat the extra mile
to search and surrender to you that lost lovely smile
worst, come to me all helpless and broken
I’ll hear the words that never need be spoken
I’ll be hug and shoulder, bandage and balm
cold water to your fire, all caress and calm
but woe come to me with abuse and rage
like a tyrant with an unjust war to wage
frothing with cruelty, for cruelty’s own cause
like a madman – or madwoman – following own laws
then like a flood in unholy unforgiving spate
you’ll find my love drown you, only now as hate.

ram cobain

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