Sherbet Lemons

I used to visit sweet shops often. But I never wanted to buy But I love your lemon-drop eyes. I love your lemon-drop sherbet eyes. And I wish they were always gazing into mine. Heavenly, sweet, and divine I wish they were always gazing into mine. And squeezing the pips of me And adding something neat and heady with time I love your morning childlike hymns. When you're dancing in the morning air Wash all your worries and cares away. I love it when you're laughing at play. That union with you That could always last a little longer. I love it when we brush accidentally. But knowingly and intentionally touching If only to say goodbye once again. Oh, I used to love visiting that sweet shop often. For sherbet lemons, dreaming of rainbows But I never wanted to buy until I met you.