So, what are the chances that we can engage in anything more than just conversation?
I'd like to finger your fret board.
A song from your lips is an aria from heaven.
My thoughts are free to go anywhere, but it's suprising how often they head in your direction.
Your chin rest isn't the only thing that gives good hickeys.
It's like an angel came by and took me to heaven, 'cause when I stare in your eyes it couldn't be better.
You light up my world like a piccolo lights up the sharp side of a tuner.
Hold out two fingers and say: Why should a woman masturbate with these two fingers? (I don't know.) Cause they're mine sweetheart.
♡
Caution: Please keep your distance. I might fall...for you.
Would you like a PUCK?