Mellissa

Mellissa Mellissa,
oh do I miss you
If I was with you
I'd probably kiss you 
and after I'd kissed you
I'd look at your face,
Licking my lips
Your lips I taste.

Dazed by the moment
Fazed by the aroma
The sweet smell of perfume.
Caught in the bliss
Of loves first kiss
That I imagine sharing with you.