Flowers delivered to my door
shades of purple and pinks
Nice blend like us
Champagne and candlelit dinners
breakfast when we wake
I could get use to this you think?

Love making, sends me
in that aura of ecstasy
making me forget where I am
for a while

Orgasmic palpitations
leaving me drained
when I catch my breath
I still desire more and more

Hands touch me everywhere
eyes that stare,
they captivate me
in the darkness of the room
I could get used to this
I really can

when I think our charade is over
you tickle me
I do a little dance
a little grind
like we are sewn together
hating that we have to snap
back into reality
You are ready for me again
I could get use to this
kind of savorily  love
I really can!