As I sit there in his warm embrace
I think about him, looking at his face
That soft, shy smile
The arms that hold me all the while
That beautiful black hair,
The eyes into which I stare
That body which I long to touch
I want to lose it, I want him that much
I love him, more than any before
But now I'm not going to think, not anymore
I'll just take him in my arms with a kiss
And go to that place, that sacred bliss.
