Frogs and Kisses
Don’t you stand so close to me!
You’re what I can’t resist...
Wish my skin were thicker,
Wish my words never missed
The mark,
Kept my wishes dark…
Or else I could sell my soul,
Get myself a good deal,
Get nerves made out of steel,
Get fresh cuts all too deep to hurt,
A life so glamorously short…
Only you could wake me now
From this dream. It’s worn me down.
It’s ‘cause of you I’m still around
Only you could wake me now…
But you just keep and keep looking through me
Going blind
Every time there’s more to see
Than your mind
Can take
Or your brain can fake
Don’t know why my kisses don’t turn frogs to princes…
(C) 2014 Elena Titov