Tall

I met this tall man stranger to my soul.  He lived under a rock and they called him mole.  The hillbillies called him dumb but I called him tall!
I would play upon his rock and sometimes fall right in.  He always caught me and we sure did sin!  Oh oh oh we sure did sin!  He touched my body and I just let him play me like a tiny guitar.  He played me in the morning and he played me all night long.  He gave me a different story and I gave him a new song!  I heard I am pregnant with a giants seed!  This is true it is indeed!  Can you see what I wrote can u even read?  This is a love story about a man so tall that lived under a rock and even had a lock.  The tiny girl would play upon his tiny mole hill and he never made her fall and her heart he never did abuse or steal.  I heard once she fell off his rock and fell onto him.  I heard they fell in love and committed loves first sin.  To this day the rumours still remain.  If you go to the rock where the tall man lived.  
I heard he still remains.  I hear you can still hear the giant and the little woman.  I hear to this day if you go to that rock you can still see loves stain.  I hear they ran away forever in the rain.  Forever the unwanted but together no more pain.  I heard they had a girl and a boy and they were twins both named Roy.  At night if you go to the rock over the mole hill I hear their twin boy named Roy now remains.  I hear he sings a love song I hear he awaits to feel the same flame.  The flame of desire the hearts strong strong fire.  If you go to the mole hill your heart he may steal,  and then just as a tall man and a girl never seen.  If you go there I heard you may heal.  That tall man never once ever would kill!