Soft and sensual with a delicate touch
                                    Slightly parted, not much
                                    A light speck of breeze
                                    A light rustle through the trees
                                    A touch of sweet ecstasy
                                    As they waver and then meet
                                    Our touch is light and sweet
                                    They open and our tongues embrace
                                    My eyes see the expression on your face
                                    As I fall against your chest
                                    You hold me, I feel at rest
                                    All except the rush of joy
                                    That slips past the rest to toy
                                    You step back, they open to speak
                                    But nothing comes out, I feel weak
                                    Those lips of yours so full of bliss
                                    As we move in again for another kiss