There is something about love that keeps hold of me.
I’ll blame it for how I feel. Emotions get the best of me.
I forget that unconditional love consoles me.
It’s something I pray for daily, yet it’s in me.
Temptations ain’t right but lust is real to what I choose to see.
Love is the only one that has a hold on me.
So I hold tight to memories that fulfill my dreams.
They don’t complete me, but love compliments me.
Sometimes joy is the only thing I pray for.
Loves overflow refreshes me.