Better not tell her
That I was your lover
Better not make
Didn't I give you midnight
Didn't I give you the month
I'll take some of this
I'll have some of that
And several
In a pine forest cooler
Than the rest of the island
Lives
It's all of our birthdays this summer
One number older
Another year
Have you seen me lately
What was it you saw
Are you
You say you're not worthy of me
But how do you
When Tom came home his hair was combed
He bought snakeskin
I've been doing a lot of thinking
About growing older and
An occasional joint
A glass or two of beer
Still I would
There are a few more freckles on your shoulders
The hammock