I simply adore when smoke is shared in a passionate embrace
See, when you share a cigarette you share more than nicotine
You share your breath
                                   your air
                                              your source of life.

I cannot get enough of the beautiful irony that the situation holds
When they tell you not to smoke because a cigarette a day keeps life away
But I ask you to share with me
                                             A carefree
                                                         painfully morbid
                                                                         life-threatening beauty.

Oh friend of mine
What time does the sun get up
My lover and I should like a cup
Of hot green tea
To start our day
What time does the sun get up.

Oh darling of mine
What time does the bus stop
On the 516 we'd have to hop
To run away
To another place
What time does the bus stop.

Oh love of mine
What time does the sun set
Between you and I there is a bet
How long we'll last
With lips apart
What time does the sun set.

Oh stranger of mine
What time does the sun rise
You were gone to my surprise
Alone with green tea
And a warm blanket
What time does the sun rise.

It's been along while
Since I've felt the
Desperate
Suffocating
Excruciating desire
To hear the ocean
Crashing on those pebbles
And wait for the
Chilling
Calming
Beautiful sound
Of it drawing back off the shore.

We only had a few hours that day
But it was sunny and beautiful and full of light,
I never wanted to leave your side.
The taste of your soft lips on mine,
Was sweeter than the brightest sunshine.

Near the river on a fence we lay
The softest skin I've ever felt,
And the bluest eyes that can make me melt.
The way you held me close and tight
Every moment seemed so right.

You wrapped your arms around my waist
I leaned in a little closer just to hear your heartbeat,
That day we skated and walked with bare-feet.
Watching you drive away wasn't too bad I swear,
Though it would have been easier if I didn't care.

Our first hug was the sweetest embrace
But just being in the same room was breathtaking,
My heart, immeasurable joy when you said 'intoxicating.'
Someday we'll be together again,
Thank you for being my very bestest friend.

Sweetie I wish to write you a letter
But finding words I haven't said..
Well I could always call you my anchor,
Though that might get erased once I proof read.
I think if our lips pressed together..
Not necessarily in a romantic way,
We wouldn't need to speak forever.
Goodness your smile can make my day.