“Oh, those warm days of stumbling words; blinded eyes, embracing in sweet slow dances and sipping courage from a bottle for sneaking kisses.”
“Joy is found in the simple and ordinary things of life: the smile of a newborn baby, the kiss from a sweet new puppy, and the warm sunshine on a spring day.”
“A gentle, warm, sweet pain spreads through my chest at those words.”
“Fleeting joy and fading ecstasy, here it goes again, oh,Sneaking fruit from the forbidden tree, sweet taste of sin”
“Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long.Good things come to those who wait.”
“Because your eyes are slant and slow,Because your hair is sweet to touch,My heart is high again; but oh,I doubt if this will get me much.”