Moon parsing the clouds…shinning on us last night.
Winding cooling our souls from the excite…
Heat building up from two hearts joining paths.
Voice traveling only to create a new past.
Holding my hand every touch like silk.
Passion begins to steam…
My lips begin to yearn…
Only to know the power of yours
So soft so sweet I begin to weep
Like a fish out of water I cannot breath.
Hold my hand tonight…I promises no more lost dreams,
Look in my eyes and feel the extreme.
