Love Story

Sometimes there was nothing, tongue in the way, maybe I was thinking pussy, cat taken it away, other times it flowed, as tho' like this every day, then I just dried up again, didn't know what to say. You spoke for both of us, I was the incubus, not a fiend, rather a friend, couldn't see the end, couldn't see how lucky I was since yesterday, became tongue-tied again, didn't know what to say. Then there were three breaks, down, up and through, when you get those, you're not sure what to do, there's a plan that you should just go your own way, but then, we said - one more try, didn't know what to say. Didn't know that we could love each other even more, and the power would be unimaginable, just like before.