Under a moon that looked as though it were drawn with a compass, you howl. Jungle gym desperado, blow out the town's lights.
"I hate this kind of planet, so now I'll destroy it with a sure-kill chop," you said with a laugh and a pose, but in your child-like eyes a few tears were showing.
But I know you, and fall in love.
Little fixer of the big prairie, ignored by the world, you were brought up in true color, striding through the flower beds.
I made sure to hold on to that ticket you dropped sometime, to the treasure island that nobody had ever been to before, because if it's you, even the things that seem fake look like they could come true.
But I know you, and fall in love.
Obsessing about it all; taking a full swing at all the chance balls; noisily grasping tightly with both hands, only now, this time that will never be again.
But I know you, and fall in love.