18. The Spine of My Tree
All I want is you by me, But how can this be, You’re all that I see, As I run when I flee, I’ll fall and hurt my knee, I’ll cry as you serve me tea. Without you, without glee. With you, with me, I’m free. Those red lips that shine so brightly, They give taste that are of cherry. Just like my favorite scarlet candy. I guess you’re what they call yummy. When you’re here, by me, life’s not so blurry. You’re so warm just like a closely held bunny. It’s as if your heart's made of serene beauty. Without a care in the world that I’m so corny. This will be how I end my diary: Oh, I love how you hold me, baby. I would begin to quiver oh so shyly Yet, you’d embrace me oh so calmly, Woah, you’re now my favorite blankey!