Time for something special
If I found I couldn't touch you I believe that I might die,
You nourish all my senses, you’re my oxygen of life,
You scintillate and sizzle, your dress code 'keep him keen,'
When knockin’ here on heaven’s door and you always cry
I can bed you like a princess, fix a pillow for you head,
Lay you down and love you, kiss you everywhere I said,
You’ll never know what's coming, 'til the pillow's on the floor,
An' when it is, I promise this, you won't care any more.
I can love you with a passion, take you higher than a kite,
Gonna hit you with a love drug, that'll keep you up all night,
Gonna nibble, bite, and kiss you, gonna make your body scream,
Don't worry 'bout the neighbours, I don't believe they're in.
Wrap your arms around me, pull me closer than your breath,
Gonna squeeze you baby, tease you baby, roll you round the bed,
If you've never been to heaven, I suggest you close your eyes,
It’s time for something special, that I really think you'll like...
© Joseph G Dawson
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