December's Boudoir - Laura Nyro

Kisses from you in the flames of December's boudoir,
They fill me like melons,
Touch me with chivalry;
Truly I know, truly I know who you are,
December will bear our affair,
Running on streets of delight and Decemberry ice,
They'll see me; I'm ageless,
Loving you timelessly,
Love-colored soul, love-colored soul kissing spice,
Yes, my love, I take my coffee in the morning,
And all your love,
A spoonful or so make us grow,
Mama was clever, my mama was clever,
And my daddy loved her forever;
Forever!
Kisses from you I'll remember,
Kisses from you in the flames of December,
Kisses from you, true they are,
Kisses from you in the flames of December's boudoir;
Oh, mainstream marzipan sweet,
Baking out in December heat.