| LOVE IS NOT TO MAKE Dream is not to wake The Way Care is not to take away Breast is not to bake n play Love is not to make n slay Usually love is naturally born Caesearan birth makes it biting n porn By nature it's blind hot n scorn True love has soft honey n hard horn We fall in love 'cause we've hope n desire For love we will live n destined to die We come we struggle n we go Love is with us from head to toe It has broght us endless sweet mess Without it the world be essentially dead It's heavenly Helen made the Horse red Our Butterfly Dream leads us to field n bed |
