shipping season from between heat by proxygirl

my friend once asked me
is there meaning in lust?

i said all there is is dust
at the bottom of a mug made with love
in a sun-fire oven and a lingering hug
that maybe means some stuff

but now i'm thinkin' bout my boy
and the way her face is shaped
how her high cheek bones
cast shadows on her face

and i love the way her lips part
when they're about to kiss
and her cute little breaths
dry out my lips

but if it's not love
and it's lust that you need
i guess you move on,
there's other fish in the sea

and if it's not lust
and it's love that you need
well life rolls on
in the bright green sea

the waters are wild tonight
we're like a kid couple
on the deck of a sinking vessel

and i'll sound the alarm
this ship is going down
she's going off to college
gunna leave her home town

if i had my way
i'd fight to see her stay
but there's only room
in this life boat and it's you

love is nothing,
if exclusive to perfect weather
and things that last forever

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