Steve Sloane - LYL

Love you like a dream locked thunderstorm
Or the wet hug of open season needing
Love you like a doctor in a waiting room
Once the smiles fade and we both ask
What's wrong?

Love you like a sandbank memory
Or the dry heave of weakness in the morning
Love you like a surgeon on the table
Once the lights dim and everything is stable
What's wrong?

Love you like the leak up in my ceiling
Dripping me into my mouth until the evening
Love you like two nurses at the fountain
Once they turn and sigh their way back up the mountain
What's wrong?

Written by:
Steve Sloane

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