FAST DREAM


The idea of you got me all worked up
Even though I cruised on my bicycle
I did not feel weary or tired
Because I was ready
To love you as soon as I could touch you

I remember one house
But not the other one
The one I entered was the one where you were standing
And I was all over you and you would say:

“Not here”

But it was the wall—you—and—me—
And we got all excited very rapidly

It was like tasting just a little bit of a very good thing
The sort of thing you want much more of as soon as possible

Then I was back on my bike all of the sudden
Thinking of your silhouette and your taste
As I pedaled towards the sunset
Wondering why these things
Always happen to me