I’ll reject you first I’ll run my fingers thru your hair I am the sun
Maybe you will curse My skin it is so fair With warmth I bring fun
Now I wrote that verse Until I hit the beach Until the day’s done
Again, I must rehearse I’m tomato, not a peach! Seize the moment, Eat a bun!
As long as there’s no hirst!
I am the moon Stop in the name of Love Stop in the name of Love
I look like a spoon Child, he’s taken, now shove That twinkle in eye is Love
Maybe at the blue lagoon Off to a foreign land It isn’t much different than lust
We can act like baboon! I have already taken his hand But get off yourself, you must!
Now I see what has happened to me
Love caused tear in my eye
But now mind is free
It can fly
Those two have faded from view
The story is mine
And the sky is still blue
It could happen to me
And it could happen…
To you! c Bonita L. Christensen