Spring in an icy wasteland.
Your titillating scent danced 'round me
And I closed my eyes,
Savoring cool strawberry,
Delicious memories of you.
Began slipping, then humble,
Tumbled down into that mystical realm of Slumber -
Where even unicorns are real.
And I dreamed -
Dreamt that I loved you - In color!

Colored when morning came -
(Riding rainbow waves of ecstacy, I, I, ...)
These feelings, I thought, long expired,
Your sparkle ignited again.
The angels must be slipping up;
The Great Trickster up to His tricks?
But no doubt I'm forest-green enchanted,
And everything about you is dear.
I effervesce at your laughter,
And each time you're standing near -
A thousand smiles course my body -
You're everything beautiful to me.
A recycled virgin,
I tremble at your touch
And want you all the more.

You are very special to me.
Any amount of time spent with you,
Will be considered too brief.
No matter what Fate has up
Her Mysterious sleeve;
You will always be in my heart,
And remembered lovingly.