What are these memories?
These memories of you
An elaborate lie?
A dumb play for two?

Chocolate fruits in the mail
Just doing it by The Book
Fruits made of whales
Blasting aliens with our good looks

Tentacles in my food…
Good Jesus! I love you.
Right out of the blue
Just like those Southland black dudes

But what of the summer?
That summer of hell
Wasn’t it such a bummer?
Something just didn’t gel

We ate, and we slept,
We went to the store,
We bickered, and showered,
And we did all our chores

We read to each other,
And we walked the dog
We watched TV,
And we tried to jog

An average life.
It’s not enough.
There was too much strife.
You called my bluff.

Tumbling down the world’s longest slide,
We’ve found our final destination
A swing of the century,
A miss of a lifetime

I gave up rhyming some time ago
What’s the point when I have nowhere to go?
You’ll always be perfect to me, Katie
The dream, and the reality

These memories of you,
Were not just a dream
I love who you are
And who you’ve always been