05-11-92

There is no time to time today

All my feelings swept away

Fingertips tender touch I play

Haven’t got a lot to say

Pulling vines out of my hair

Making rhymes without a care

Floating visions transcend air

Shining faces ever fair

Moments I anticipate

Golden eggs they dissipate

Forgotten words of sin and hate

Forever blessed and never late

I’m falling out of bed over you

I turn and yearn instead for you

I’ll make myself undressed for you

I’ve got an alligator crush over you