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love to dust

I needed yet more lyrics for my track 2018-08. It only has room for two verses in a blues manner - 16(!) bar blues. Browsing my 'scrap book' I found a text that I could easily adapt. The sketches became "love to dust":

you're the coldest of all fishes, when I'm ready you are not
with your thousand special wishes, your rejection when I'm hot
I can't tell you how I'm feeling, but then, I guess, I must
you're the last nail in my coffin, you've turned our love to dust
love to dust

with your overheated temper you are cooling down my lust
to your fury as you enter I'm not able to adjust
I can't tell you how I'm feeling, but then, I guess, I must
you're the last nail in my coffin, you've turned our love to dust
love to dust