hate got help
in the form
of your hand
reaching down
to the dark dingy
depths i frequent
these days

you waited
ever so patiently
without so much
as tapping your
toe
and in this moment

i adored you
i adored you
i adored you

hate got help
through the smallest
of acts
a simple touch
of another human
was all that it took

your knowing eyes
peered into mine
and told me,

"baby, it's all
a matter of time
it's all a matter of time
oh, it's all a matter of
time."

hate got help
and began to
see truth and thus
bliss was born
between the two
and we soared
above the rest

because we were
above it all,
you and i,

we got high
we got high
we got high