Your slightest touch of love jingles my bells
My heart begins to dance a tango
Your romantic banter swells my head
For you I am a beauty to your beast
Such white lies are warm despite snow
Cranberry cries can’t be denied
For my tears fall like sleet on the street
Whenever I can not see you my love
Let us find the mistletoe an excuse
To show public affection and caress
Planting kisses like pink poinsettias
Swooning in gold light of sun or moon
You touch me with your thoughts
More than you know and I glow
Every time I think of our journey
to this island called love
red pink poinsettias
floral feast for fasting eyes
casket cream colored
There once was a young fellow from Philadelphia
Who would sometimes go into fits of hysteria
When a bombshell he viewed
He became totally unglued
Started drooling and eating poinsettias
There once was a fellow from Philadelphia
Who would sometimes go into fits of hysteria
When a bombshell he viewed
He became totally unglued
Started drooling and eating poinsettias
There once was a young fellow from Philadelphia
Who would sometimes go into fits of hysteria
When a bombshell he viewed
He became totally unglued
Started drooling and eating poinsettias
he brings poinsettias
my favourite.....
who needs spring flowers
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