Girl, you are so insatiably fine;
How I long to run fingers down your spine!
Alas! I yearn that you were mine -
I'd hold you till the end of time.
'tis the witching hour but I'm still awake;
My eyes tremble but they linger on,
Pondering over my life and dreams of late.
Thinking of you keeps me soldiering on...
You're my cherry on top, my piece of pie;
Red and brown, you're a treat to the eye.
You taste just as sweet, even sweeter;
I'd hold you if I could from now to forever.
I wish there was a place I could hide;
Leave my troubles and worries aside.
Like Alice with you by my side,
Down towards Wonderland we'll slide.