In the lovely land of kitchen.
He kissed me as we spoke.
Took me close and held me tight
Kept me close in tender arms.
He stroked my heart with gentle words.

Phone rang as I sat on the bus.
Voice of excitement echoed.
Will you be long.
How long will you be.
He could not wait to see my face.
Was excited as a puppy,
Cute.

A collection of others, could see we were lovers.
Said they'd never seen him so happy.
His tears they flowed as I did go.
Said he wished he'd met me years ago.
Fate herself decreed,
Oh no.
We were not to be.

Said he wished I'd met his mother.
Said that she would love me so.
Told me,
He had told a long gone lover.
That,there I was.
New a.n.other.
Said we'd go and see a band.
Upon another never day.
We'd stroll along hand in hand.

Jesus, I so don't understand.
Why time was so unfair.
When still lives inside a tragedy,
An inability to care!
I'm rather pathetic, I don't really care.
For I am the chick with the auburn hair.
Chicks pull worms.
What more can I say.
Pray let the sweet lover be happy at play!
(c) Livvi