Scribble kisses,
the first few are always so messy
So please cross it out of your memory,
as I become a professional; writing out
my love with the tip of my tongue
To taste how you feel,- I've had my full fill,
as every smoker needs a break
I've smoked a few of your words,
that all of your secrets beat inside of my chest
Invading my lungs; so hard to breathe
while constantly checking up on the energy you
have left, something like my vape
-I'll put you in charge

Darling, lead the way
pause for a bit, and let me press all of
your right buttons, just before I press play
Cos you're a perfect picture, and I have a photographic mind,
capturing every one of our moments
As I'll take care of you, with my every focus

While you love to blur my glasses lens,
and I'm hoping my intentions aren't less distinct
I'm just trying to have a peek of your piece,
and maybe disturb your peace