O, knocking heart don't pound!
Someone on your doorstep says
his tomb he split unwound..
This Someone wanna love you scathed,
but scathed be him unbound,
run on to him no bodies but
his unscathed underground..
Someone wanna love you cool,
warm you to his wedding, *
you'll stand a shower wear a tux and
burn your Levis rags and bedding!
True, you gotta love him, too,
as Someone woos you who'd confound,
but Somebody wanna love you true
this Love to love you, hangs around
in Devil think, you spring to action
Someone shepherd love you bad
whose water stills to satisfaction
some sheep on this earth have had..
Somebody gotta love 'em
Somebody loosed his hound!
To love Somebody one's best clue
to hunt Somebody down
this Someone gotta love you most
who ran him out our towns..
For certain ain't he chasing why
you.. Curdling blood hound sounds..
Heard Somebody wanna love ya, man;
the word's spread all around!
His table's spread and angels span
the globe the unscathed underground.. *
you Somebody really loves because
there ain't no body else
you gotta love who loves you more,
more than even loves himself..
you gotta Love who loves you more
than even loves himself..
©2014 Gary Ottoson | * Matthew 22: 1..14
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