Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

I want to love you,
Like...
Corn on the cobb just dripping with butter.
I do.

I want to love you,
Like...
A slice of pound cake and icecream.
But...
I'm feeling like I'm floating in a boat,
Without a rudder.
And...
I'm wanting to scream,
Help me.
Help.
And I'm wanting to scream...
Help me.

And I'm wanting to scream...
Help me.
Help.
And I'm wanting to scream...
Help me.

I want to love you,
Like...
Saugage, eggs and pancakes.
With powered sugar mixed with cinnamon.
I want to love you,
Like...
The maple syrup I pour to spread.
But...
I don't want you that close to be next to me,
Inside my head.
No!

I want to love you,
But...
I don't want you that close to be next to me,
Up inside my head.
No!

I want to love you,
But...
I don't want you that close,
Squeezing next to me...
And,
Up inside my head.
No!
Up inside my head.
No!
Up inside my head.