That Is Love

Lavish attention
High walls leaning against some loneliness
Willing detention
A new suit, a hat, or revealing dress

It's suicide in dreams
Naked ink on cold teasing
The first to the scene
Tripping through your wish appeasing

That is love

Last drinks before the war
Admissions lowly spoken
Dead summers on August floors

The best of ticking reasons
Caressing bodies moving
Aching for more and more

It's hollow in some vows
A shallow itch that keeps retreating
What meaning it allows
Begs for more, yet always is fleeting

That is love

It waits to be found, feels tired and not around
It will forget
It waits to be found, feels tired and not around
It is dangerous

It is dangerous
It is countless
It is harbors
It is walls
It is a fortress
It is a prison
It is a motorcade open to the world

That is love

Beg for more, you want it... all