God what I'd give for her goodnight kiss a menagerie of midnight looks and licks at her lips a motley mix of *** and sensual slips between her hips If only for tonight my face could caress her fingertips If her chestnut and champagne tresses could traipse across my silhouette If i could have the privilege to be powerlessly entranced by her eyes like on the day we met God what I'd give for her goodnight kiss If before sleep our mouths could be the strings, I'd be her marionette