BABY FACE
Feel so fool
Staring at you
Every Saturday night
At that démodé bourgeoisie bar
Wanna get happy
Have a nice time with you
And touch you
And make love to you
But you see,
Dolphins and Squirrels
Do not mix together
We're both of a kind
You with your slidish and peculiar
Way of living and looking around
And me with this starvation for life
And love.
We do not mix together
Although we could be lovers
Why don't we run and give each other
A chance?
I guess we both know why,
Don't we, precious one?
Pretty babe face of mine,
Strange karma,
Pain of us.
Autor ©: Peter Lee Dolphein, 10 February 2002
Painting ©: Peter Lee Dolphein, 06 September 2007