So he could sizzle, Amazing the audience with one glittering glide, Mesmerized by the toe-tapping trail blazer, Making a clear impression of Cary Grant,
Piece of Picasso’s proud face Smiling at an unknown village woman, wobbling with mangoes, Yellow flowers whirl around the hem of a fifties circle skirt,
What was your first snog like? Old wives tales would say - First kiss is bliss Love feast. Fondle his gorgeous curved ears, Stroke along his spine until you reach perfection, Lie dazed,
Before my sixteenth birthday I yearned to be a princess, Even before I wore high heels, Ripples of laughter used to consume me, Got a secret kiss from him, One boy expected too much,