Come with me,
I have chosen you from many,
I think we’ll be a great team, on the journey of life,
Come with me...

Come with me,
Yes, I’m grey and you’re not,
But that offers advantages to you,
Yes, my heart has much less beats left than yours,
But, it will be totally yours,
Come with me...

Come with me,
My neurons have much more mileage than yours,
But when I think of you, they sparkle and go into a scintillating kind of overdrive, and I find myself entranced in a pleasurable daydream about us,
Come with me...

Come with me,
We’ll have a lot of fun, interspersed with kundalini rides of note,
As you add your hand to the plough,
Inviting me to cultivate your ineffable orchard,
Leaving us bellowing for sheer effort,
Come with me...

Come with me,
At times, the ride of life will be bumpy,
Leaving me whimpering like a puppy dog,
And all I’ll want to do is bury my head in your bosom,
And allow its ageless healing power to fill me with recuperation,
Come with me...

Come with me,
Why?
I’m weary of talking with myself,
I want to talk with you,
I want to look into your young eyes and open the deepest chambers of my soul to you,
I’ll let you in where no one has been before,
We will not merely converse,
Nay, we’ll enjoy a fathomless communion,
And I sooo look forward to being allowed to enter your secret chambers and enjoying the incomparable delight of your ancient soul, belying your sparse years on this 3rd orb from the sun,
Oh, come with me, come...

Come with me,
I offer no guarantees,
But, I offer a willing and devoted spirit,
One that still has ‘wonder-lust’ to see more beautiful places, or visit some again,
But, I want to see them with you,
My spirit seeks total union with yours,
Don’t say no, it’s going to be desolate without you,
My hopeful and tremulous hand is open and waiting for yours,
Clasp it and,
Come with me, come my sweet darling,
Come with me...