If you're wondering about the one thing
That I want to do with you right now
It's not what you think, I'm afraid to blink
You're a card trick, I'm amazed by your reveals
Oh yeah, you give me all the feels....
Will this year of first kisses never end?
It was winter, I was into her
She had drumsticks and a scorpion tattoo 
At the ball park, when it got dark,
I held her hand and then her face was tangent mine
Sublime, sweeter than Clementine....
Roller skating, she's debating
About getting serious, ain't that how grown-ups act?
She's a trollop, and I fall up
I get nervous when she walks into the room
I'm stunned, she has me outspoken, out-gunned....
She reads Vonnegut, and I want to get
Down off the shelf and in between her fingertips
I don't hurt, I ache
But make no mistake
When we touch, it's like volcanoes in our blood
It boils, my bamboo heart uncoils...
If there could be animated tattoos, this would be the one ↩︎
a term of endearment chez nous, unlike "Princess" ↩︎
In honor of my attempt at LMM rhyming trollop with fall up.... ↩︎