Who Are the Embarrassed Ones

We had a special spark inside Liquid fire spurs our souls A moment of pure passion Deep under the silver moonlight We cover all the basis of mush A whole grouping of love In every part of ourselves We seductively brought together All moments of sexuality Until it is known we are not alone And we see the gathering here Curiosity maybe at our lust And full passion we did display Now who are the embarrassed ones For they don’t tarry when the lights are on Russell Sivey