I’ve never received a present wrapped in black.
And it’s content?
It stored the story of you…
Romance and something that you can’t quite put a finger on.
That lopsided smile
And strong mane made of screws.
You say you didn’t know what to get.
It’s fine by me.
Me you did get.
The note told me it all.
That jest like that, that pac we have,
All packed and wrapped ready to ignite and shiver.