Your hand taking mine, holding so tight
As I follow your lead, no turning back
I have no idea what awaits
Yet this is how we are
Your scent inhaled deep as I breathe
Sensual temptation, a naughty wink
The air is sweet, nothing compares
I feel that sudden rush, wet anticipation
Your hands upon my body
Taking all that is yours
That whisper that melts my soul
Heated desire to release
The passion that thrives
Pulsing, wanting, craving
The push, the pull, the sounds
A low throaty moan escapes
From lips that tremble wanting more
Entering the realm of dreams
It is our time, our world, us
Now we belong to each other
Many eyes see and wonder
The fact of the matter is that
We are more than they will ever know