But can we understand it?
Its thrown around so much, so broken and abused.
Weve tainted it havent we?
Love has become so over used.
Spoiled it with our lust of youth.
Can it not exist, as a sweet tender kiss?
Without a pressure in your neck,
To submiss, to fall, to get down on your knees.
Without love we would all fall into heck.
They're all doing it don't you see?