Aw Tom! master of the sentimental, lets see how did that go?
"...take your cigarette from its holder and burn your initials in my shoulder. Blacken my eye and swear that you're mine as we dance to the masochism tango. Bash in my brain, and make me scream with pain, and kick me once again, and say will never part. You know too well, I'm underneath your spell, so darling if you smell, something burning its my heart. *hick* excuse me" .
