A Creeper Of Love

Let the lovers weep you should now sleep, let it creep from your eyes, let it creep from your ears let it creep from your nose, let it creep from your fingers, let it creep from your tongue, it's a creeper of belief. Hope someone will bring a little water for my thirsty throat. It's a creeper of hope as well. Early morning hours, a helpless man unable to get up and drink some water, it's a creeper of frustrations, too. Someone, with the help of a small spoon, opens his mouth, what a lovely taste, dry throats are wet, It's a creeper of love as well. And now I realized, all my wars and efforts were futile, I needed nothing just a little water, and a creeper of love.