December's Boudoir
LAURA NYRO
Kisses from you in the flames of December's boudoir,
They fill me like melons,
Touch me with chivalry,
Truly I know, truly I know who you are,
December will bear our affair,
Running on streets of delight and Decemberry ice.
They'll see me, I'm ageless,
Loving you timelessly,
Love-colored soul, love-colored soul kissing spice,
Yes, my love, I take my coffee in the morning,
And all your love,
A spoonful or so make us grow.
Mama was clever, my mama was clever,
And my daddy loved her forever,
Forever!
Kisses from you I'll remember,
Kisses from you in the flames of December,
Kisses from you, true they are,
Kisses from you in the flames of December's boudoir.
Oh, mainstream marzipan sweet,
Baking out in December heat.
