Soul Love
Stone love, she kneels before the grave
A brave son who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes,
For they penetrate her grieving.
New love, a boy and girl are talking
New words, that only they can share in,
New words, a love so strong it tears their hearts
To sleep through the fleeing hours of morning.
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross and baby,
Love descends on those defenceless
Idiot love will spark the fusion.
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove,
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving.
Soul love, the priest that tastes the word
And told of love and how my God on high is all love
Though reaching up my loneliness evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him.
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross and baby,
Love descends on those defenceless
Idiot love will spark the fusion.
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove,
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving.
