Venal Street

With blackened hair and cobalt eyes
I never thought we’d meet
So secretly I kissed your lips
And I’m back on Venal Street.
You put away the kneading oil
I headed for the car
You blew out all the candles
As I tuned my old guitar
My soul outgrew the misery
My heart grew obsolete
I looked around to find that I was
Back on Venal Street.
So my love I won’t forget
The pleasures that we knew
Beating hearts and passion burned
When ere I lay with you
Confounded by your empathy
And kindness so replete
I took a chance put on my shoes
And walked on Venal Street
Is it a crime to love someone?
Or open up the door
If not by love we’re manifest
What are we living for?