I tremble at the memory,
In which your gentle arms held me;
Your sultry hands upon my skin,
So soft, it must have been a sin!
Your love went sweeping through my heart,
When on my neck, your lips did part;
The ecstasy of your embrace,
So much caused my breathing to race!
The power of your tender kiss,
Defeated dreary dreams with bliss.
For you to come and be with me,
You've left me yearning endlessly!
Your love is my eternal dream,
The light that pierces sorrow's scheme.
I'll always wait for you to come,
For we are bound with love as one! |