So it is true what they say
Kissing lips strum the heart
Fired eyes magnetized
Love comes with coupling parts
.
A season writhes inside her skin
Consenting adults jump right in
Scent carries a musky wind
Sin ye all good fellows
.
Oooh! and those eyes
On them we rest
Mesmerized
In arms and breast
.
Vivacious vixens, queen of ought’s
Even when we know we really should not
But in them we soak below that saintly skin
In them we find true love, where it’s never been
.
And then we know and we must go
Tattooing our name across our skins
Conjoining and attaching all our parts
Two full moons with magnetic hearts
