Your everything fills my nothing.
Light eyes and all your somethings.
Perfec, flawless- burning touch.
Oh, honey- you are so much babe.
Sighing after love making-
all my rules- for you I'm breaking.
Bruises and welts line my back,
Where they from?
Well, lets re-track.
You're hot- you're lovely.
Watching you work just above me.
Your eyes roll back and your tense grip relaxes.
It's heavy breahing and our passion.
You get me going and I can't stop-
make me sweat after it pops,
I'll hold you 'till the sun drops.