His Sweet Temptation

We Stood In The DoorWay

His Hands On My Waist

The Clock Tickling Loudly

Almost In Haste

He Moved In Closer

His Eyes Lokcked In Mine

I Long For His Kiss Just A Moment In Time

His Lips Meet Mine

And I Feel The Sensation

No Longer Must I Wait

To Give Into His

My Knees Go Weak

My Palms Become Sweaty

I Go Back To That Place

I Have Been So Many Times Already

The World Disappears

All Thats Left Is Him And I

And As We Pull Away

I Feel As Though I Could