Bella...
I think you might have sent me an email you meant to send
to Jake.  No big deal; I forwarded it on to her.  Don't kill
me, but I took a look at your "poem."  Now, this isn't the
most common knowledge, so don't tell everyone and ruin my
hardcore reputation (yeah, right..haha), but I'm kind of a
poet myself.  Well, more like songwriter.  Of course, nothing
I've ever written even comes close to that.  I mean that is 
really really cool.  What would you say to me bringing my
guitar over sometime?  Give me a call.  I'm so bored here.
All I have to do is homework for Finn and his dumb classes 
and Crew practice.  God, I'm sick of that guy.  So, please
please give me a call and give me a chance to get the hell
out of here?  

...Hamilton

p.s. and just how much tongue is the right amount for the
perfect kiss? ;)