I’ll order us a pint
And pull that old oak
Chair from the back.
Sally don’t mind much
If we kiss a while
But she’ll toss us
When the pint runs dry.
Here’s two quarters.
Play that southern ballad
We kissed to when we were young.
But hurry back Baby
Cause I’m achin for some kissin
And you’re lookin good.
Wouldn’t it be nice to kiss, and kiss, and kiss
With such tenderness to leave our lips feeling
Electric and tingling, touching like nuzzled
Blushed peaches softening into each other
Until we are dimpled, sweetly together.
Breathless, eyes bright and full of love,
We let light come between our mouths
Smiling in disbelief to be sharing air,
Lips still warm and wet from tender kisses
Impossibly soft, our tongues had entwined.
Our mouths tingled for another taste.
We charged back in with parted lips
And kissed and kissed and kissed
Until our bellies were full of happiness,
And our lips were chapped and swollen pink.