xx'x sparks the mock xx

And I’m sorry about the blind spots you’ve made up for
When we talk like robots, the dry humor is unsure
And when we kiss and make up
I feel that language of love
And love
And love
And love
Oh it’s love

Love love love, lover
I cannot tell you how lovely you are
It’s technical hitching, I’m hatching the heart
Tis a golden egg and it sorts itself out
Off a cart of specialty
Love it when you talk to me
When we share electricity
We create computered signal,
And reply is x for kisses and other relation symbol

I’m sore to sorrow; you taste like the day I’d love to wear in and out,
I love the love that comes out of your mouth

Right from your heart, like the bow and arrow through the apple
You did this to me, feel of stitches and staples
You made me love and it’s lovely
And how it’s lovely, how I’m able to
Love, so beautifully and feel so fully