Lazy candles, on a Chrismas-Eve cake. 50cents thoughts, for my pocket money. I am a well suited Poet. But my hand on your hips, and my lips on yours is all that I'm missing. I just saw you a couple of never's ago, and I would love to hold you for a couple of forevers more...

#And the day I'm allowed to kiss you in front of your parents; is the day I won't get shy to kiss you in front of those who are not your parents...