He looks for kisses whenever we meet
They taste sweeter than English Cadbury chocolate
If I do not kiss him, he pouts
And it pleasures me to tease him
I busy my mouth with a smoke
and he tells me that he is jealous of my cigarette
But I am addicted to these and attracted to you
Can you not wait for my affection
Or do you crave me
Are you willing to surrender, even if there is pain
because I only want to heal with you
