Title:
Love Patrol
(A lone voice whispers)
Tonight
Still on on parole
On love patrol
In the storms
Of life
As things spiral
Out of my control
I pray Love comes into sight
To make me
Whole
While my heart is beating
Like a lone drummer
In the middle of the night
In Summer
As I wear my heart on my sleeves
Haunted by Father Time's
One thousand thieves
Wondering
In this wet silence
As I stand outside
The box
In steadfast defiance
Will I still be praying
Come November
With this moon still as bright
That the missing part
Of my soul
Will come into sight
And help me
Remember
L'amour apparaît quand on s'y attend le moins. Car tous les papillons ont besoin d’une flamme.
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Transition:
Love appears when you least expect it. For all moths needs a flame.
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