Her Kiss

Is your wrist now not worth my touch
Is your head ready, too?
I'm here not to hold just your glass
And yet I do not do

I'm duller than a day of luck
And worth less than a pen
I don't know when your eyes can see
What of me to defend

Have I been too much to your eyes
Because her lips were less
Than our good days that are more than
A kiss you should've guessed

I'm all she has, what am I to
Do now that you have none
And I have none and she has none
Love never has been fun