My heart is pounding.
Your soft lips caress my skin.
Our love is so strong.

I soar through the air.
Upward I fly doing my
"Peter Pan [edit]."

Her soft hands touch mine.
Gentle coos escape her lips.
My baby sister.

The Ferris Wheel turns.
Joyous screams echoing. Proud,
I pull you closer.

Such power flowing;
Red-hot energy surging;
Go over eighty!

The future's looming,
Waiting to take me away.
I am not ready.