I was in a jam, I was in love and if you knew me you would know that it always leads to trouble, call it persistence, purpose, but for Sweetness I think she looked at it as obsessed. Jammed Peach… but I think it’s my heart in the jar, I’m all alone.
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I wonder why she cries
Once so warm and sweet
She doesn’t say goodbye
She was angelic divine
And so I reached
Tried and climbed
Just a taste would she be mine
How I hungered both want and need
A treat or to dine
Love grew, in time
And she was a peach
So sublime
Lord give me a sign
Say “she’s not for me”
Yet I grabbed that vine
Can’t seem to make her mine
Such is my summer memory
I wonder why she cries
She doesn’t say goodbye
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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