Don't you just love the feeling of my fingertips...

...Circling your lips?

Best is to read the post while playing the song :]

Sometimes I think that I fell in love with love itself.

I like the idea of it being 

soft as silk, 

pretty as lace, 

tasty as chocolate, 

sweet as fondant, 

filling as milk.

There are many a times I'd love to imagine myself in this whirlwind of emotions

where it runs high,

where it takes me to places unknown,

where it feels like there's nothing better than that in the world,

where it kicks me off the edge to the ground,

where I know that I couldn't live without it.

I could enjoy this song while I close my eyes,

thinking of something that's oh-so-perfect.

And many times I wouldn't want to open my eyes.

Curling myself on my bed, thinking how nice it would be 

if there is someone that I could share it with.

Isn't there something as perfect as this?

'cos as time passes, 

I began to lose hope

I try my very best to believe.

Isn't there someone to make me believe in it?

Try listening to the song again,

Close your eyes.

Trust me. 

It feels good.