You're
A puzzle; a riddle...

So this is how it ends:
arms folded resolutely...

Your number is on my cell again
The shrilling ring piercing the night...

I remember childhood
The things we used to do...

Sixteen years ago
A little girl came into the world...

When you throw out your harmless flirtations
I feel unwanted butterflies arise...

You raised your arms for an embrace,
And I, I'm ashamed to say...

After so many times
Of me jumping in the water...

Click, click, click
Turn the wrench slowly...

I remember best
when we were young children...

I have no idea where this came from, so, for now...
Walking on the interstate...

Angel of the Isle
In the land of the Scots...