Love is a cottonwood snowing its seeds
And like buffalo chips in the warm wind
She gives and takes simultaneously
The songbird’s melody turns to grating
He’s grieving
All alone
Love is a blanket on the lawn. She reads
And like weeds telling jokes to her bare feet
She gives and takes simultaneously
The songbird’s melody turns to grating
He’s grieving
All alone
Why mosquito? Oh why? Terrible insect
Each bite like one thousand tiny kisses
That give and take simultaneously
The songbird’s mеlody turns to grating
He’s grieving
All alone