Consider this your two-minute warning... before I kiss you.
I love you more than 20th centrury composers love atonality.
I want to make you tremolo.
Let's make like Winnie The Pooh, and I can get my nose stuck in your honey jar.
If I was an octupus, all my 3 hearts would beat for you.
Baby, lets be like a 2nd order system with a zeta of zero. None decaying "oscillations" all night long.
My wish was to see a shooting star and apparently it came true 'cause I met you.
I am dying to kiss you, to hug you with my arms, to caress your skin, to reach your tenderness and your passion. To love you.
My body is a movie and your penis is the star!
I don't know how many times you've thrown me off-beat by marching next to me.