I wouldn't mind if the world spun wide and endlessly around me. Instead tomorrow I am bound to bring a bad bunch of songs together for a girl. Maybe it'll make her head spin, maybe it'll churn my innards. At the very least the kitty we'll be sitting will toss her cookies, she's been doing it all weekend -- she's quite the trooper.
I'd like to turn her over,
churn out a yelp of elation,
have that moment of yearning and sating,
learn something as though it were new,
earn her authentic affection.
Other words and verbs. (because verbs aren't words)