I want to cover your hair with kisses
working my way from your ear to your navel
and tickle you a little
and bring you clams in bed
and then go flying to Neptune.
If it's cold, I'll warm you up with poppy soup
and cherries for dessert.
You're as sweet as a honeycomb,
like fresh fruit.
Your face is so picturesque
with infinite colors in your look.
I get butterflies when I look at you.
Let's walk slowly, following the footsteps
across a path of stars--
a path with perfect weather.
Give me a smile that smells like the wind.
You're my heart's vitamins, my fiber.
You are what keeps me stable,
in balance; you complete me
(like) a massage with mint oil.
You possess...something that shines,
something that stands out.
I want you to give me
30 carnivals, 400 stories, and
a box to store precious memories.
Let's blow bubbles in our coffee,
have 100 kids, and leave clichés
for another day.
You've bewitched me, sorceress.
Let's go to Cuba and
jetski in the Antilles at 100 miles an hour.
Let's make a pact without going to the chapel,
just plant some wheat with the moon as witness,
both wrapped in the same coat.
You're like a whole event, a picture
a living tree, a powerful goddess.
You combine with me.
If I stick my thumb in my mouth
and blow up like a balloon,
we'll land in a locust tree.
Let's go--time is as precious as gold.
The night is calling us.
The ocean will accompany us.
My legs will become as soft as cotton
Because it feels so great to be with you.