Prisoner of Paradise

You've taken me hostage by the sound of your voice
I come closer to you, I haven't a choice
It beacons me, gently, comes it's sweet call
Under the spell of the whisper I fall.

You reach your arms toward me, now, I am lost
Not really caring of what it will cost
Deep lies the passion within your embrace
But tomorrow will find me with truths I must face

You pull me down to you, on a bed of desire
I'm so caught up in the sting of your fire
But I can't turn away from the feel of your hold
It leaves me breathless as it rips at my soul.

You find the places that tenderly reach
Upon the mountains of passion released
And as I am taken, by the look in your eyes
I know I'm a victim, of a sweet paradise.

In the storm of a moment the rapture I feel
Will come with the warnings that seem so surreal
But I can't hold the hunger that burns deep within
As you find tender places and touch them again.

Now comes the sweet morning, as day starts to break
Blankets tossed haphazardly, and in disarray
It's all that I have that now catches my eyes
Of the one, who last night, took me to paradise.