Love Me, Love You, Love It

Here.
It's for you.
No, it's just a little something I thought you'd like.
What is it?
Well, I was out getting some gas, you know?
And, uh, this was right there at the register
and it made me think of you.
Your sweet ass.
It's mint flavored.
Check it: it's both a rose, and panties.
Isn't that cool as shit?
I bought you a panty rose.
Don't look at me like that.
Go put them on
And sprinkle this limon stuff on them, too.

Did you remember?
It's Valentine's Day.
Did you remember?
No?
God. Again?
No. No, it's fine.
That's what I get
for loving an amnesiac.
Here.
It's candy.
What? Gah.
Candy.
It's sweet and you put it in your mouth.
You don't remember candy?
I'm not yelling!
Oh, suddenly you remember all of your cuss words, huh?

If I was Mystikal
And you were
That girl in the bar
That crawls over to me
With your ass in the air
In that little bikini
Crawling across the hard wood bar top
Just to lick the side of my face
I promise I wouldn't give you that stank-ass look
That Mystikal gives to that girlie.
You're better than that.
Now get that ass higher.
Happy Valentine's Day.

I see you
In the street
In the car
In my dreams
In my mouth

I feel you
Behind my eyes
Under my toes
Around my neck

I pull you close
closer
I suck on your ear
And get lost in your scent
And my head swirls
I lose control
I can't think straight
The only way I know to bring myself back--
Feeding on your flesh
Just a little bit
Just a bite to tide me over.
Just one earlobe.
You won't even miss it, really.
You're my sweet Holyfield.
You rock my world, you big bloody head.