Toffee

There was a caramel smell about her She tasted rich and gooey He held on to her warmth throughout his tour Dreams brought her warm Bambi eyes, and her sweet tasting lips He woke up smacking his lips more days than not. Her name was Toffee, and she lived up to it. He always saw her in that white sun dress with the lace. The one that showed off her long pretty legs. Her hair flowed like the mane of a horse running its best race. His dreams were full of her, and her caramel smell And her rich gooey warmth. Toffee was her name.