When you serve up love’s tall order.
When we approach the cosmic border.
How many lives do you care to live with me?
We come, we see, we conquer,
Co-sign my darling valentine,
Because we’re destined to push love’s limit by 2 or 3.
On love’s aromatic ambrosia we will dine.
Cuz this love’s divine.
Cuz our love’s so fine.
Our circle of love knows one curl.
This love puts me on nine.
And this love’s all mine.
Just as smoke belongs to the unfurl.