The Real Rescue Kiss

A princess, an angel in pink,
Yet so quickly I lose this sight:
Bowser, the fiend.
I race over goombas.
I jump over troopas.
All ending with King Koopa's
castle without you.
I don't give up, no giving in.
So I trek through all 8 worlds
for your heart to win.
Return for my bravery is honor
and your lips on my nose.
Quaint, appropriate and nice.
Since then I've rescued you twice.
Still no more than that peck.
I want, need, deserve more than this.
And I shall have it -
Give me the real rescue kiss.