Avery

On a white garden seat, I carry a load, it takes time to repeat, secrets deep as the sea, ravaged by Eau De Cologne, wrap around my feet, when he tricks or treats, my perfume gets soaked, to drink whiskey neat, driven by a swollen need, my prayers take hold, Nana picks at her sleeve, changes daily the sheets, she's no rolling stone, just wants to protect me, blesses my sweet release, isolates me at home, says love is like yeast, I measure my heartbeats, drift into the gloam, tell that bstd how I feel, no use lousy phones.