darling

some~day my gifts to you will be
the finest nuts and candied~fruit
and i’ll be romping carelessly
in fiji in my birthday suit
some~day you’ll find me waiting there
the tools of love at my dispose
not noticing i have no hair
because i haven’t any clothes

one~day my gifts to you, my love
of finest seed and fertile soil
and i’ll be flying high above
the whethering of goy or girl
some~day you’ll find me dancing free
my fronds delighting in the breeze
a perfect paradise with thee
an eden for our ease

a little bear lay on the beach

some “honey’ on his heathered hand
two lovers groaning, out of reach
still grinding in the soggy sand
a bear whose very best~est friend
can breathe beneath the ocean blue
a party life that never ends
except for when he thinks of you

some~day my gifts from you received
the finest leaves of greenest hue
and you’ll be gratefully relieved
in fiji where i’ll live with you
some~day you’ll find them, ash and bone
their tools of love reduced to air
not noticing you’re all alone
because you have a little bear

one~day my gifts to you, my sweet
respect and self~reliance
and you’ll be dying to repeat
the beauty of our silence
some~day i’ll find you dancing free
your fronds delighting in the breeze
a perfect paradise with me
an eden for our ease

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