When I was little I was programmed to believe I would know all that I need by "our first kiss"
That even a frog could become a prince.
And Snow White could come back to life, by the touch of the right mans lips.
And though Im not quite looking for a fairy tale prince.
I still want to be treated like a princess.
I know it may sound petty or cliché,
But at the end of the day. .
It can be the determining factor of how I feel.
I want to wrap my arms around you and kick up my heel.
Stand up on my tippy toes.
Nose to nose.
And show you exactly how I feel.
When words aren't enough.
Nothing can fill me up, like the touch of his lips.
Sending pure bliss throughout my body.
He kisses me like its his hobby.
Whenever he walks out the door.
And again when he walks back in.
Sends chills up. .and back down my spine.
Like its the first time, every time.
He plants his kiss.

Ill open my eyes and look into his.
And without even thinking about it, I'll know all that I need to know.
From the very first kiss.