My Annie.
When I looked into your eyes
that day at the meal,
you told me for real
you’d take me that day.
No, said I, am grieving the loss
Of the big love departed,
Your best friend, in a way
I was hurt and did not feel
We should do that today.
You held my hand, tapped my glass
of cold beer,
“This change your brain”
You smiled, and I knew
You’d take me to screw away
The night and the next day.
Oh, we were good
You wanted more.
You took me again
From my place to yours,
You cooked, we drank
We partied made love.
Your friend and my lover before,
Called and implored,
Her face to save,
To leave you behind,
Too late, we had joined
Our bodies and minds.
You saved my esteem
From her monster so green.
Since that time, we are lovers…
