This path of mine the avenue
literally miles from nowhere
nothing but "trees lakes and pine,"
the sweet sent of your smooth hair,
my heart beating fast, you holding
my hands and letting me dream, "aware."
Your raspy voice your glittery eyes,
I'd fear for nothing, to worry or care,
"you'll be good to me" I'm "now your
bunny" let me be free before I'm lost
for all eternity. It's just this life is
So **** short, I'd never imagined
a hell that could be worse than
never getting to be your sort.