A night filled with so much laughter
Sang my truth to her like a rasta
Hoping it would happen after
I wanted it so much like it was pasta
My cold needed her fire
My rims needed her tire
Was looking for courage to hire
Reaching below the nose was my desire
Closer I move like my south found her north
Slowly my lips found hers and i became hot
It was a saliva battle our tongues fought
Her smile brought heaven to me with her eyes shut
Letting go was an impossibility
Our lips wrestled hard, far from simplicity
The charge was above any form of electricity
Wanted the moment to end after eternity
