Vanilla Love

VANILLA LOVE Vanilla love is neither pale or bland The body needs that gentle squeeze Lyrics paint the picture, if only sung Words walk lightly upon the tongue Surrender brings you to your knees Finally, you will come to understand To have never truly loved is a waste But just what is love, one might ask Is it gentle warmth or fiery passion Even cool, as is the modern fashion Being oneself or maybe wear a mask But there’s magic in that exotic taste