Meet Me?

A pleasant echo from the past strayed through the valleys and the hills, I live here, in a world so vast and full of cheaters and small shills. The sound sat on my collarbone and raised its wonderful blue eyes up to my inbuilt microphone, to whisper 'Sweetie, a surprise'. I knew not what to say in turn, instead I puckered up my lips, She kissed me back, my razorburn, I dreamed of tall and sailing ships. And, in the end, I let her hug the lot of me, like in the past. Now, near the fire, on the rug I prayed to God to make it last. He did, are you surprised my friend? Time was suspended and we stayed a bundle of strange joys to mend old memories, alive and frayed. She called me Sweetie, I am hers her hand in mine, hike the Cascades. So will you, sweetie, take these furs and meet me in the Everglades?