Oh Mary, turn and turn and turn me over and around again until I am dizzy. For you are my youth and eternal joy. My eyes roll with excitement, with ecstacy, with happiness, with the love of you. All I know of this moment is your sweet loops, gripping as we shoot around and around. Take me round for another, like a child you fill me with anticipation. Mary turns only for me and I for Mary. Though I’ve sat upon this very spot as you’ve turned me, seemingly for ages, every turn is new. With every loop Our love is renewed. Oh Mary, I pray you never leave, I pray I am not called home too soon. The sun lowers it’s bright gaze but my eyes remain fixed on you. Though I may grow, twirl me into adolescence past the problems of life. Be my companion if I should become a grown up. Hand and hand into a new era. Oh Mary, turn and turn and turn me over and around again until I am dead. For you are my youth and eternal joy.
“You ain’t nothing but a baby, your fear is growing up”- Isaiah Rashad McClain