We talk of lust—the devil’s heat of passion;
We talk of danger—the thrill of unknowns.
We talk of love—God’s holy sanction;
But most of all, we talk of us naked as one in a world unloved.
I can’t say, “love at first site,”
cause I have yet to see you.
But my heart has touched you
and felt its way to your desire
to love a man neither angel or demon,
a knight in shining armor nor a hero.
But a man full of love and lust
that you dear woman can devour at leisure.
No more will we be alone;
No more will we be without love.
No more will we lust for another;
No more will we sleep without the naked
touch of soul and body.
No more will be love in vain;
No more will we live in sorrow or pain. |
