which I worked really hard to build
and then I called it a night.
Simply because the radio started to play love songs.
I had even stepped outside my comfort zone,
invited my neighbor and his girlfriend,
but they were nowhere to be found.
I happen to know
they were hiding in the shadows of the the moon
hiding in the shadows of the back alley
away from Grandpa
who would not approve
So, maybe I will call it a night, now.
Go hide in the shadows
Wait for summer to die?
Wait for someone with whom to share a fire?
Wait for someone with whom to share a love song?
For all of the above
I will wait.