And your silhouette danced
like the ballet of smoke
from a lit cigarette.
Your smile was a curtain call, and
my eyes were a standing ovation, pleading
for
an
Encore.

My heart is b-beating, beating a few b-beats faster,
Of course , I feel this is no d  i. s as  t e. R,
But a sudden feeling of empt  i n ess            ;
A LeVeL of Love I have yet to Master.

I miss you,r   kiss,
Oh, it   was     b l i s s.