20 September 2012

My vision blurs in much delight,

Such a light, in the dark of night,

A shadowed figure, in the flesh,

My love, my life, he's the best,

I'd be throwing so much drama,

If in my hand was no banana,

I start to run, against the wind,

So happy my finger's ringed,

My hand appears upon a shoulder,

My mind's crushed by a boulder,

He's not coming, never will,

But he'll come if I take my pill.

DiddleDrugged Delight • Opuss № I