Why is Love Never Enough?

You know who you are,

you've all left your scar,

but I can't and won't

go on believing

you're the only kind that there are.

I've watched pure beauty, pure love

be pushed aside by another

the words of your heart

silenced

by the opinions of your mother.

By the pressure of your peers,

oh how tempting they can be,

why spend the night with "the one"

when you can have more fun

with a 40.

When the looks from others matter more

than the looks shared between two lovers,

when the only time you'll speak her name

is safe,

unheard,

under the covers.

Pride will come, butterfly,

from the one worthy of your magic,

he'll shine your love like a beacon,

to hide it would be tragic

wreak havoc

on his heart 

which will know

that together is the best way to grow.