Falling out, falling back in

Falling out of love...I find myself.


....That's it -

myself.

And that's about it.


And as far I'm concerned, lust leaves
because I'm a fool and my love is not blind.

You're not "Sexy" for a while
because I'm an animal and want Liv Tyler.






Falling back in love...I find you.


...That's it -

you.

And you're about it.


And as far as I'm concerned, it's about you.
Your voice makes sense again and grabs me
in my most attentive state,
You're singing Billie Holiday
and gesturing Luciano Pavarotti.

Wherever and whenever you're "Sexy" again
the sun will drop on the bridge and fall behind it.
God's spirit will be there.