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By Duke Date: 2002 Feb 22 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.22.15.02.5811]] |
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How fine would it be to take a stroll through the woods Sharing the warmth of the girl you adore, A calm pace and sojourn and tempered discussion, Past journeys of hurt and dispute but forgotten. Such a simple and uncomplicated act Should be a walk in the woods, But seldom presents itself. Why is this? Why should this be? Why is it that such an easy pleasure is so difficult to insure? So hard to fulfill without fulfillment in return? Year upon year of mutual silence and toil, Frustrated ego, spoiled libido. Emotions, desires, left cold and unwanted. But if we do this please don't walk too far 'head, Your pace is much swifter than my own, For should I lose sight of you in the far distant light, I don't think I can go on alone. And don't walk too far behind, I might be unable to lead I lack the direction and soul you possess, And perchance you lose your way because of me, We will find nothing but stark nothingness. So then join next to me, close, just cuddle me So that I will always know, The sweet companionship your presence brings, So that we, now hand in waiting hand, and heart to smiling heart, Can journey on unbridled creating greater and more lasting things. So let me take you on a stroll through the woods, To hold the hand of the girl I adore. Amid flowers and bees, chirping birds, mighty trees, To bloom and sing, To swoon and swing Today as I've wished before. |