Eyes are at rest
Lamp light is dim
Soft music is slow
Outside it's raining.
We, in the bed are holding
Each other in arms, kissing
Cuddling, fondling, caressing
Desire you, desire you, we are saying.
We may or may not
make love, we do not know
But we do know this -
We are to each other a gift.
Our union was made in heaven -
So peaceful, joyful, blissful we feel
And when we do make long long love
Heaven on earth we feel!
We only want each other then
Closely clasped to our bosoms
Nothing more, nothing more in this world!
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