Truth or dare in the cemetery,
Kiss and tell behind elementary.
Humming sweet casingles to you by the bay,
I never want to let you down, or let you go it’s better off this way.
Away from reality; belligerence out of our realm.
I hold you close and kiss your lips again.
What we’ve got, has surpassed a “girlfriend”
My beautiful gladiolus flower,
My bright passionate rose.
Baby where we going, we don’t need roads.
Wrapped in blankets so beautiful even the fritillaries gaze upon us with envy.
Our hearts fill of frison and happiness.
Our minds become frisky.
I hold you firm against my heart as we lay to sleep behind the pillory.
Our frailty is broken, and fades into trust.