Ode To Serotonin

Suddenly spritely budding through the billows
The sun is bobbing heavenly against the trees
With bees buzzing
Theyre sucking nectar from a flower
And if we could have this hour for a lifetime
Wed smile blinkingly
Laughing till were gagging violently
Oh soaring dove, Im quite sure this is love!
Im utterly depraved, lets do it on your terrace
And the rain will catch the notches on our backs
Exchanging spit through our sloppy kisses
Where the water tastes like perfumes of the docks
Were meant symmetrically!
And hand in hand were strolling gorgeously
Oh soaring dove, Im quite sure this is love !
Oh soaring dove, Im quite sure that this could be love...