KISS LIKE YOU MEAN IT

well i remember when my lips first met
the set of lips that made my dreams intense
and made my skin burn and my southern parts ache
it was an awkward time but then so was i
the fruit’s been picked and i’m no longer shy
so don’t you tip toe around these lips on my face

kiss like you mean it - i’m not your grandma
kiss like you mean it - linger loud and long
kiss like you mean it - i’m not a paper doll
kiss like you mean it - Honey give it all

declarations were carved deep in that big birch tree
under which you used to breathe at me
you made my head squirm like a fish on the line
it was pure heat melting down my halo
pushing away but always wanting more
but now push is pull, Honey, and i like it fine

too much time was spent wondering
just how those lips would feel
a thin straight line or shaped like a valentine
i take what i can steal
so don’t you hesitate to unlock your kissing gate
bring those lips over here

© 2003 MJ Bishop