Satin sheets and good champagne
incense for the soul
fire in your heart and a passionate man
is really your only goal
A soft touch from a forceful hand
Teddy bear is turned away
you close your eyes like a mountain lion
about to devour her prey
Heavy breathing
sweat dripping from your chin
after four long hours
you ask if he's ready to begin
Sunset madness often lingers
past the morning sun
there simply isn't much as good
as the trophy you've just done
A purple and orange sky begins to glow
as dawn flows across the bed
you roll out from under and on top of him
nothing needs to be said
So with heavy breathing
and sweat dripping from your chin
and another four quick hours past
you ask him - Ready To Begin?
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