As she sits there in peace, applying her lip balm
Does she know I want kiss, and feel the warmth inside
To exchange open mouth, as the glisten reside
To savour the flavour of the cherry time bomb

Will tasting her wet lips be enough excitement
Or will my roaming hands grab hold of the bounty
While enjoying feelings of tremendous beauty
And will these touches make for proper incitement

Can this dream be truthful in intent and purpose
To gather my drooling into reality
As she sits there looking, I stare at enquiry

Realize common sense that this living wordless
Will bring only nightmares to get past this shyness
So I'll approach lady to share my lips dryness