My, My Vanilla Boy, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

My, My Vanilla Boy, a song for Canada

My, my vanilla boy

Look at you strolling down the avenue

Wishing for her home by the purlieu

All alone she sits on the bench, you know she's waiting

Next to irises of the unforgotten embrace

Next to bluebells of everlasting love and grace

Next to sweet peas of sweet surrender

And next to cyclamens of goodbye, au revoir

In their never ending chants and mantras

My, my vanilla boy

To you I have enclosed in this envelope

Not a letter of sincerity, not a note stating kisses

But a whole heart worthy, you see, of chances

Chasing dreams, that's what we all do

Chasing planes across the fields, that's what some people like me do

Chasing you, well now, that's a story for another day

It's a story between you and me, just another May

Long gone away in the ides and tears of mine

My, my vanilla boy

You could call me hopelessly in love

But drop the clichés right here and now

And ride across the countryside in our landau

'cause you know why I ask, s'il vous plaît

I'm crazy for your touch out of bad habit

I'm crazy for your affection day after day

I'm crazy for your devotion, though sometimes you leave my side

My vanilla boy, my raison d'être

My, my vanilla boy

C'est la vie, and we part

July 14, 2010

Note: I might make a song like this someday...