having a good time
But it still hurts ‘cos you used to be mine
This doesn’t mean that I possessed you
You’re haunting me because I let you
Shape up your body “Let’s be a tree”
Visual dynamics for you to see
Nature intended the abstract
for you and me
No rain outside but tears in my eyes
Out on the rooftop for a surprise
Call you at teatime
In off the street
Sit down at table, Mummy is neat