Winds of time blow once more
Banging against the bedroom door
Lace curtains dance to an unknown tune
Oak leaf shadows sculpt patterns from the moon
Locusts buzz their never-ending call
Drown-out music of Van Halen playing in the hall
Night seems perfect with you here
Dreams of love penetrate the atmosphere
Screech owl hoots its lonely call
One more thrust before the night is about to fall
The love we make by light of golden moon
Winds of time will never change our tune
One last heaving chest
Heavenly sound of moaning breath
The winds of time have come to witness
Naked lure and its creamy richness
