O where has the love gone.
The love I so cherished.
The sweat.
The sweet smile.
Warm embrace.
Misplace smile on your face.
The nod the wink.
Or that look in your eye.
That tells me I am wrong.
The look that catches my breath.
And scarers me half to death.
Princess where has that love gone?

For when we met you in the 60’s.
It was love on that road.
I had hair, and love and sperm.
Such a heavy load.

O where has the love gone.