Expectations knocked up,
fantasies that should be locked up,
I await,
the coming evening to anoint.
Not sure which wick we’ll burn,
which twist we’ll take,
which turn,
but I know you never disappoint.
Expectations knocked up,
fantasies that should be locked up,
I await,
the coming evening to anoint.
Not sure which wick we’ll burn,
which twist we’ll take,
which turn,
but I know you never disappoint.
Well, do tell!
I’m dying to know,
How did your
New Year’s Eve go?
Expectations met?
More good things to come yet?
Expectations more than met!
As met as met as met can get!
Many wicks were burned,
Many twists were turned,
A new years I’ll not soon forget!