Kiss I quick, Redlip Chips

I yearn, for you.

I dream, about you

I think, of you.

I’m Iearning to fall for you.

 So if I,

I rock up in my jeans and my babalaas’d face

Having promised you my Sunday attire

Willing you not to close and lock your doors

Will you let me dine with you?

I yearn, for you.

I dream, about you

I think, of you.

I’m Iearning to fall for you.

But babes, if I…

I forget my clumsy lines in a stutter

In my silent chamber of charms

Will you wake the bells

That my Ancestors and Guardians ring,

In my realm, for your season's arrival?

I yearn, for you.

I dream, about you

I think, of you.

I’m Iearning, to fall for you.