Mountain bear and squirrel

Don’t kill my love, my dear – 

I please you every day,

You yield me, if you’re near

The hills between us lay.

This hills are ways from happy

To plate without you,

Your answer is brain mapping

That makes top hill’s adue.

Your sad is hollow latex

Of canyon lakes…that’s why

The length between mount apex

Could abate space of cry.

And I, being mountain bear,

Please you, who’re squirrel tail:

Don’t kill my love, my dear

When rums along hill trail.