If he were sniffing at your door
His imagination running wild
Would you let him in?
From a winter far from mild
To a warmth that’s like no other
Where his thoughts can disappear
As you soothe him with your touch
So there is nothing left but here
Every feeling returns so quickly
With each stroke of his skin
To be taking so much pleasure
Could never really be a sin
From the touch of your embrace
Swept away his pounding heart
To the motions of your body
How they can never be apart.
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