the touch of your hand against my skin.
brings to my face a lustful grin.
the thought of all the things we'll do.
your deepest desire will of course come true.

your arms will once again hold me.
and i will beg so passionately.
for you to never let me go.
and we will rock gently to and fro.

your lips will touch mine and i will quiver.
for my desire will make you shiver.
i doubt we'll make it through the night.
without some squeals of pure delight.