The night was a hot summer’s night, a new moon,
Seductive she was, dangerous and smooth.
She’s restless, she’s naughty, and she has no fear,
She longs for her lover, who’s late getting there.
The night was so long, and oh, so lonely,
The music plays softly; it’s what she loves only.
She moves her body seductively and slow,
Her hands caressing gently, with an easy flow.
Her burning gets stronger, as her lover appears,
Her passions turn reckless, her fiery heart seers.
He kisses her gently on her face, her neck, her lips,
Goes down on his knees, and squeezes her hips.
Her fiery desire she cannot control,
He tastes her love with fervor, she moans for more.
On the floor he lays her, clasps his hands in hers,
And pressers his excitement against her, so hard, she enjoys.
The power of his love consumes her every being,
Her blood rushes through her veins like
Gushing rivers through the calmest stream.
Her heart beats like drums on a distant hill,
While she moans and writhes her body like a snake after its kill.
His heavy breathing and moaning, feeds her excited senses,
As he heaves up and down, in almost slow motion.
She takes him in completely and unselfishly satisfied,
She succumbs to her desire, and reaches her climax with pride.
Making love to her, was always a real steal,
It’s really been naughty, never been so sweet.
She was the forbidden apple, his poison cherry baby,
His mother had warned him, about this dangerous lady.