New Orleans Woman
Dave Oakes
Oozing into my life gentle as could be
Never realizing what she would mean to me
Every moment together like the growth of a tree
Thickening, deepening, every thought of thee
Starting as lust with a special connection through
Each time together brought me so much closer to you
Step by simple step, minute by minute I never really knew
That all that my heart felt was not returned just more spew
I suppose one does what they feel they must
Even when it turns a heart to bitter crust
One day the hope is that you will find before the dust
What it means to find in this world what is really just