run away old ghost
I am not afraid
do not face the cold
you are not alone

I am completely
unashamed and free
mind is in a trance
lost to all frailty
we become ourselves
a new ghost in pretense

happy to oblige
am i your cup of tea
sweet cherry bleeding
tomatoes in tin cans

my weights are down
and i am up again
you abandon all
designs and wordplay
to escape my love
too much to ask you