FRECKLES...
I remember the first time that I saw her, The first time she ever got close. I remember falling in love with her freckles, Trying to decide which one I loved most. I would spend hours trying to count them, But there was always one I'd miss. I would draw circles with my tongue all around them, There wasn't one I didn't try to kiss. She was my beautiful freckled face baby, She was my spotted Leopard of love, Her body all speckled and amazing, It drove me crazy with every touch. I would daydream about our kids, We'd have a whole little freckled bunch, And we'd argue over the names we'd give, I'd say Cashmere and she'd say "You're nuts", But somethings aren't meant to be, I guess somethings aren't meant to last, But she's still my beautiful freckled face baby, And I reminisce on our spotted past.