The feel of him in the hour, just before dawn
His strong manly arms, is where I belong
His rough hands with gentle touch, know just where to go
The tenderness of his soft full lips, as they finally reach their goal
The width of his smooth chest, where I lay a soft kiss
The bliss of his love, it never does miss
The feel of his muscular thighs, pressed against mine
Sends me to the stars, time, after time, after time
The intoxicating smell of him, as I'm to give him my all,
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, the alarm clock, gets chucked against the wall
As I sit eating breakfast, strawberries and cream
I think, maybe tommorrow, I can finish my dream |
