By: Edwin Calvo
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Before I show up, can you dim the lights?
I want to sit and chat, but the mood needs to be right.
I want to converse sincerely about you and I.
I want to tell you secretly the truth about what I would like
To do to you as I caress your spine
With my finger tips as their hovering is ever so slight.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I feel like the thought of you is engraved in my mind.
I feel as if without you there's no meaning to life.
I feel as if when I am with you, all of the stars align.
I feel this feeling that intrigues and also does confine
My every essence to be directed towards your existence, not mine.
I feel as if insanity could cure the thought of you being divine,
When in fact even the insane do not deny that you are sublime.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Can you serenade me with the song played by your eyes?
A beautiful sound more masterful than that of Beethoven's "Symphony Number Nine".
Can I come over tonight?
If not, then lie.
For I do doubt that I am strong enough at my prime
To hear a no from you and not die.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I could see your image perfectly even if I were blind.
For your beautiful glow is so inclined
To bring forth light that in the darkest abyss you would shine.
You are, to the lost, a guide
And I am a lost soul tonight, so will you be so kind
To guide me to your heart as all I need to find my way, is you by my side,
So that we may share a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
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