This Gentle Touch

Sweetly, softly pressing my lips to thine, oh my, this is such a precious time. What a beauty and glorious heaven. This Gentle touch not to be forgotten. Like an ancient myth from above, this kiss, a blessing of your love. Nothing ever can compare. A simple tease like this isn't fair. Pure jealousy the red rose buds possess, beaten them in a challenge to caress. T'is only a dream in the moonlight. Perfect is the symphony I can't fight. On my heart, this memory I'll treasure. For only you can bring this pleasure.