I have a confession to mention…you’re my heart’s fondest obsession
I tried not to think a thousand thoughts about you today
It’s barely two hours past midnight and I’ve already failed away
I wish you knew what your voice does to me, how my brain races my mouth before I say something daft
I wish you could feel what your hands do to me on the outside and inside, hard and soft
When you slip your fingers underneath my tshirt to feel my chest
Your touch somehow makes me run out of breath
When you whisper dirty things in the back of my ear
I get thoughts about the things I want to do to you with my spear
Because I like your flower, its nectar brings me to my knees
It’s amazing how we just had our last first kiss
I’m probably too late to be your first love, let me be your last
I don’t need to live forever, just let me make love to you a million times