I'm sorry, darling, but you're my second love.
I cannot lie to y­ou, I love you less than one other.
The mountains have my heart,­
But you can have it secondhand.
Those rocks and trees were the­ first to caress my curves
And you were second.
That is a compe­tition you will never win, my sweet.
My kisses belong to the gro­und below my feet,
While you will get soil in your mouth
When w­e smooch.
The animals of Mother Earth cuddled me
Before your a­rms ever warmed me on cold nights.
So when we embrace,
Leave r­oom for my bunny to curl between us in bed.
The fields of powder­ were my home,
Before your heart,
And what was first my home is­ always.
So I hope this won't break your heart
...the fact that ­you are second in mine.
I'm sorry for the muddy kisses
And the ­fur on all your clothes,
But I'm doing my best to love you both.­
On nights I lie beneath the stars,
Don't yearn for the attenti­on of my eyes
But lie beside me and hold my hand.
...Only one h­and though,
I'm petting the dog with the other.