Your love has
grown infant-tisimal
Baby……
it’s in a fetal curl
I need to re-nurture it
to save me,
I need to rock your world…
I‘m longing to hold you
in my arms again
and pacify what’s
looking like the end,
cause I love you girl,
I love you girl…….
You were always
my grown up Baby,
with no ifs, no buts
or maybe’s
but your love has
been regressing lately
and I don’t want to lose
the joy you gave me……
This is my lullaby
before you close your eyes
and spend your nights
chasing dreams
absent of you and I,
left here like
Little Jack Horner
eating humble pie,
till you realize at last
I should have
been your guy.
Your love has
grown infant-tismal with just
a speck of life
you’ve left for me to share,
and much like Jack and Jill
you’ve left me Over The Hill
with nothing more than a hard fall
waiting for me there……
That’s why I’m hoping that you’ll
to come back to me,
don’t leave me full of regrets
and living separately
just playing solitaire
lest you wind up playing
some lonely old maid ….
while I’m a lonely old man
sotting night and day…..
Just playing solitaire.
Just playing solitaire……..
Lyrics & Vocals written & sung
by Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2021
pic credit to Pixabay.com
