the cheese stands alone,

the cheese stands alone,
heigh-ho, the derry-o
the cheese stands alone

and then, the cheese RUNS

hold the mayo

it came. it's coming. i didn't ask for it, and neither did you. but it's here, and making itself known. it's calling, lulling, singing sweets in that ear of yours that longs to be licked. and when that tongue all gushy and warm fills the sound and the touch and the eyes go blind...then you will know its coming, too. and so swept away you and i will be, each and all to sidewalk cafe and sunnied lawnspot, to the ignorance of what must be, to the answering of what is, to the hourlong happenstance of here we find ourselves, though we've never met before.
i wondered and questioned, indeed i prayed. oh bestow upon me your aromas, your unspoken wanderings, lead me to where i know not. i doubted and floundered, aimlessly i treaded. but baa, twas not for me to decide - no, never for me to grasp in ringless fingers. need only i wake into each day, grass growing, leaves sprouting, petals blossoming, air breathing...i will your in out in out.