Nicole my sweet. Feel my heart pulse to your beat. I just want to feel your emollient skin with mine. I can make you feel deity and under the moon; shine. A rose is balsamic. A creature that can be rhetoric. My love maybe a paradox infatuation. Give me a chance and don't feed my damnation. I'm not much to be. But open your eyes and see. I can be everything you need. As long as your corruption isn't greed. I will not beg please. Otherwise my love would cease. Nicole my sweet. For you my heart skips a beat.