Water Hang Me Down

What’s bad about love?

I mean how high can you get?

I got this bottle in my hand

but I’m dying for water

Unable to cope, but

I can help

I’m a woman

at least that’s what

I told myself

I’m in love

I’ll die poor for it to

I mean

How high can you get?

With this bottle in hand,

I’ll bet on 24 hours

There’s a secret

that if you stop to consider

yourself as the universe

A memory

of a door will open

after 7 hours

I like to think

that the timing was

right about you

And I’m not still

full off a day’s

worth of clues

From you