February

It was February, it was June,
It was August, with you
I do, I do, marry you
I did, I did, but I was just a kid
I won’t, I won’t tell anybody
what you told when you sat next to me
Nothing new, a hug and a drink from you,
then you flew, fountain of youth
And a cup of milk
the pages of my book
February
another risk you took
February there was nothing near me
I couldn’t see, I was watching drunkly
And a cup of milk