Cardigan-style is a measure
of maturity, running from loose
and tattered to tight-and-cheery.

Inarguably: I want to sleep
with you tonight. Can that pass
for a clamor on top

of which we can build
shoreside, while the tide rolls
out, before it rolls back in?

Dunno. What say we start
with the old one-two? One,
that’s the hottest diamond

I ever saw and, two:
I mess this hair up
if I wanna mess this hair up.