Thousand kisses on your lovely hair,
then a long, meaningful stare,
into your eyes of blue,
eyes of the ocean, the lake, the dew.

Thousand kisses on your lovely forehead,
I want to kiss nothing else instead,
it’s asking for all the kisses,
a long lasting kiss is all it misses.

Thousand kisses on your lovely lips,
from those I’d take a thousand sips,
their smile makes me happy and merry,
they are of colour of a raspberry.

Thousand kisses on your lovely neck,
of a swan of white, of a magpie of black,
it’s beautiful, without a...