Knife to my armbands,

lost in the lake of your love.

I rise as I fall.

Oh my baby blue,

I’m just drowning in your charms.

I live as you breathe.

 You, like the sun,

were blinding, ever present,

and as essential to me,

as you were stunning.

You stayed on my mind,

like a stone in my shoe,

but when I threw you to the ground,

you took my whole leg with you.

I glued you back, 

and we glided all summer,

Honda rides in the heat,

and an hour’s sleep if we could stand it.

I couldn’t stand not standing by you,

though I knew you’d break my heart,

I covered it up with candy floss,

as we found our way to the fair.

 My neurology is nasty,

I’m tempted by your taste.

You’re the sweetest sour faced sod I’ve ever known,

and I’ll pick your brain,

from your handsome head,

and save it for last,

so kuru carries me to the dreams of death,

and I can dine on you for a life time.