Come on and please
With permission, salutation
Gimme some of that love
Love you got all holed up inside
Ain't gonna beg now
Trying not to
But I want to
Got this need see
Need to see you
Touch you
Won't you listen like you used to?
I Remember it like...
I can taste it just like...
Old times
But then I realize
I bit my lip through an'
That's blood not love
Nothing to do with you
Oozing on my tongue
Reminiscent though
All I can think on though
Through this dirt and pain
Grime and strain
Memories of you
So, greetings and salutations then
With permissions please gimme some
Some of that love to hold
Some of what you got all
Holed up inside
Your heart entrance boarded so goddamn tight
Makes me do things
These whisperings
Disagreeable
Ain't gonna beg though
Ripped apart for want of love
Want to taste it
Like the blood on my tongue
The love you hoard
It makes me do things
Disagreeable
Don't scoff
Don't walk away
Come on and please
Give me some
By: Daniel Smallegange, 2025, all rights reserved.
