Tongue Out

What a raspberry you have coming out of your mouth,

My door is shut for your service,

You had an even amount of tries,

Now a rainbow will keep you company to your transferences,

I won't be there to witness,

There are so many times that I cannot walk with you without,

Your hand in mine,

The allowance will not be changed over anymore,

Fearful that the loving touch has ended up being roughened,

Meaningless as it once was in both of our heads,

I wish that it will never go away, though that spark will still be there.