I love Jams
Not the kind you put on bread
The kind that makes you laugh and prance
Surely they both are sweet
But only one can find where im hurt the most
and still make me weep
I love jams
Not the ones that makes you get up and dance
The ones that are a delicacy
And enjoyed by everybody
Not just me
I love jams
Not only the kind that you make with earth's hands
But the one that you clap with your hands
It would be nice if I were the only one who loved jams
I love jams
Not the thing thats made with the flesh of fruit
Nor the tunes that is used when singing the blues
I love the jams that were made from my heartbeat
My name you called sounded like music to my ears
Your face looked oh so sweet
Maybe it was the tunes in my ear or the fruit that I eat
Thats the reason why ive got my love for you mixed up with the treat
The sugar for you was made from the sweat from my glands
The one that made the soothing beats and the fruits to eat
I love jams
















