Love Her Till It Hurts …

The rain taps against the windows,

Gregory Hines dancing to the

rhythm of the wind and I thought

what good is a daydream?

What’s the point in wishful thinking

if there’s no one taking notes?

Branches slapping time against

the clapboards, Ginger Baker with a boom

boom boom against the feelings

I feel inside.

What’s the use in being all emotional

if there’s no one there to be moved?

Too many sounds just a’ wailing against

the walls, Aretha Franklin with a chain

chain chain, wrapped so neatly

around my heart.

What’s the point in being in love

if you’re not loving’ her till it hurts?