Crossing Cherry

I barely know who you are Could it have been you in that car? Did you catch me, crossing Cherry Singing with my mouth shaped like a choir boy, oh! Or doctor's check-up, ah! I could daydream salt marsh making out Instead I think about Running into you around The dairy aisle Or by crabapple pile It's sweeter To not know I wonder Because it's fun And in that moment Uncharted Would it leave you With an imprint Would you drive home Thinking Something new