SO AFTER WE HUG, MY HANDS SMELL LIKE YOU;
AS I WORK AND REST MY HEAD, CUP MY CHEEK.
I MISSED THIS, I DON'T WANT US TO BE THROUGH.
IT'D BEEN SO LONG, AND YOUR EMBRACE WAS DUE;
IT FELT LIKE A DECADE, DECADENT WEEK;
SO AFTER WE HUG, MY HANDS SMELL LIKE YOU.
WHERE HAD YOU BEEN? WELL, I ALREADY KNEW.
YOUR SICKNESS STIFLED YOU, RENDERED YOU WEAK.
I MISSED THIS, I DON'T WANT US TO BE THROUGH.
DESPITE EVERYTHING, I WANT US IN LIEU;
NOTHING YOU DO MATTERS TO OUR MYSTIQUE;
SO AFTER WE HUG, MY HANDS SMELL LIKE YOU.
NOT ONE PERSON CAN THROW OUR LOVE ASKEW;
OR GIVE OUR BEAUTY A SINGLE CRITIQUE;
I MISSED THIS, I DON'T WANT US TO BE THROUGH.
STAY WITH ME IN OUR PRETTY POINT OF VIEW;
OUR BEAUTIFUL LOVE, MY SWEET ANGELIQUE.
SO AFTER WE HUG, MY HANDS SMELL LIKE YOU;
I MISSED THIS, I DON'T WANT US TO BE THROUGH.