affection is dumb and gross
drown me in it
Baby, come home. I’ve been thinking about you lately.
You see how the seasons change from lush green to ice cold.
Thats my heart when you are near and when you are far.
Just out of my grasp, almost got you now.
But now you’re gone. Gone like green leaves and hot sticky sun.
Gone like my smile and my lust for love.
Endless words but still so much left unsaid.
Baby, come home, I need your love.