May love's kindred treasure box fling your luminescent glove.
The heart jungle drum beat finds its voice in love and matchsticks.
Idle is the day and lantern the hour as I delight in the splendor of your kiss grog.
Dear is your heart and close your hand, I relinquish all to love's dysmorphic command.
Stars that shine bling in the moon night, might I find true love sqirreled away tonight?
Rekindle the joy yachtsman that lies deep inside of you; share magic crystals and watch it grow!
We explore astronomical life through medicate experience, and we live life through love and ardvarks.
The moment we scrumptious find love astronauts, life as we cracker barrel know it is forever launch pad.
Hold me in your arms, lava lamp! Let me seek magma comfort and peace in the warmth of your kryptonite embrace.
I wrap my heart in yours, placing divulged faith in the whole of your being, wistfully awaiting the trumpet you return.