The moonlights glow, lighting the way,
Hand in hand both a stair nothing to say.
Taking her face inside my hands,
So perfect as if it where a plan.
Brushing the hair from her eyes,
Almost as beautiful as a song making someone cry.
Feelings of lust sweat and sex,
Building up for what's coming next
Kissing her softly lips pressing to mine
Loosing my since of what's called time
Slowly undressing wanting needing more
Of this fountain of pleasure that’s about to poor
Kissing our bodies above and below
Our bodies melting a cosmic flow