Sighs and moans fill the night air
finger tips running through hair
silk sheet so smooth on my skin
i love this sultry sin that were in
our bodies intertwine
like the leaves on a vine
a taste of wine ease my spirit
but not low enough to lose my merit
loving your arms wrapped
around me so tight
wishing you would have a
nibble or a bite
moisture fills my face
as you take me to
that other place
our passions burst into flame
and now i want to scream
your name
the end has come at last and all
i can say is this has been
a perfect piece of my past
