Keep me close as the red lights flash

I’m riding into the dark while strolling between lights

It’s a frightful thought to be without you

But even more frightful that I may have to regret being with you

That my days are without sin

A chattering feeling that guilt weighs in my heart

Uncouth to reminisce 

Uncouth to allocate

Uncouth to bring my very confidence to shame

Of the times we’ve spent

Of the moments we have shared

As though the event of being a cad to cad and cad all of you

In the one place I never thought would bring so much pleasure

Through paper greens of printed envy

Covetous in placement with what I have betrayed through lust

Against our marriage of faithful patronage