He sings to me, songs of love
As he comes to me at night
Singing sweetly in his low voice
Each note, he hits just right
As he comes to me at night
Singing sweetly in his low voice
Each note, he hits just right
His hands are lightly calloused
But his touch is light as air
His fingers gently caress my skin
And wander through my hair
So tender are his lips on mine
As he claims them for his own
He whispers softly into my ear
“No more will you be alone”
He holds me close in his strong arms
And brings me so much pleasure
He sings to me his song of love
And says, “You are my treasure.”
He knows my darkest secrets
And all my deepest desires
With his hands and lips and body
He stirs the embers into fires
His eyes are locked on mine
As he looks into my soul
His touch is firm yet gentle
He has complete control
A love like this, I’ve never felt
So true and full and deep
He sings to me his song of love
Gently lulling me to sleep
