Salt Water

I worked my fingers to the bone

Fingers to bone skin to stone

Trying to please you alone

I shoveled and cursed  I shoveled black earth

The sweat and the dirt Only deepened my thirst

For you alone 

Salt water

Tobacco guitar, nicotine dark

Tobacco guitar, red wine, cigar

Only cotton between White sails, white sheets 

No cotton between two bodies come clean 

For the salt water

Salt, salt water

I saw the heavy night fall

Every star fall

I heard them all in a cry in a call  

Waning moon Down to a sliver

She dances alone  A candle flicker

On the salt water

Salt salt water

What good is water you can’t drink

What good is love you can’t hold

Stare all you want out to sea

Salt water pours through the cracks in your soul 

What good is love you cannot hold 

I wrote an ocean of ink

To keep at bay oceans of ink

And what can words say

Some letters don't burn 

Some lessons don’t learn

Oceans of ink have already been spilled

On this kind of love 

On this kind of thrill