She had been watching you, enjoying every part of your being. It was a while before she picked up her notepad and started writing, she simply couldn&t help it. She just had to.
That night you found a handwritten letter on your pillow along with a Blue Carnation.
Mistletoe? In Easter?
Well what a surprise!
Not that you&re an unwanted
Or a disliked find
As customs here have
I owe you a kiss
But, dear I feel obliged
To do much more than this
So cute with your blush
It&s as bright as your hair
But I&m sure you&d be sweet
Even without it there~
So dear let me take it
By stealing your lips
And work through your body
From your toes to your ear tips
Again I&ll stop at your neck
It&s the best place to stay
Then I&ll lace you with more kisses
Oh how I do love to play
You are simply gorgeous
So honest, so pure
That I almost feel guilty
For my attraction and your allure
So dear, please be easy
I shall not do more
Even though you are a treat
I was certainly looking for
Though I might just be back
Because, my dear, you see
I usually get what I want
And I want you for me~
~A treat indeed, I&ll wait a bit longer though~
~Blue Carnation Princess