Words Across My Mind

Your Wish As Command

I'm getting fat.

That's good for me, I like cuddly.

No, I hate muffin tops.

Oh, that's not too bad for me since it's gonna be my yummy dessert.

I don't think I'll gonna have any nice clothes for our Christmas celebration. I might get some baggy clothes and dressed up like a peasant.

You would gonna be the most gorgeous peasant ever.

Oh my! Look! My face is getting puffy like a blowfish!

Oh my! It's good news I will gonna have the cutest blowfish.

Shush! Enough of making fun at me. I'm serious!

My bad! I'm serious all the time!

Babe!

What's wrong, cutie?

This time I'm being serious, babe. Can you please give me honest answer instead of sugar coat everything, please?

Have I ever lied to you, cutie?
No. Never.
I'm just honestly telling you that I like everything about you.
I can't help that!
I'm sorry!

Stop it, babe! Can you let me win? Please?

Make me?

Just.Let.Me.Win.

What do you like to win?

I just want to make you stop sugar coating and listening.

That's easy.
You can always do that
with your delicious lips and tongue.

Fine. Now come here
and stop talking.

Your wish as command.