“The Big Big Love”

I’m looking for the big big love
anywhere it can be found
in side streets alleyways underpants
and black boxes of disco sound
in her face. her eyes.
for a tolerable partner parasite
and a kiss that hopes

I’m looking for the big big love
at the bottom of every glass
for the human touch
as the dancing ends at last
for a two o clock princess
and a two o clock prince

I’m looking for the big big love
it feels like I always will

28-04-00

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