Symphony in her Soul

It's more than pleasure that you crave
When night time falls and your passions rave
The moon and stars reflect their light
You sing your song to the listening night.

When your face is pressed against the glass
The scent of the roses just will not pass
Throw open the window and scream your desire
Let nothing imprison or Limit your Fire!

Reach out your hand and touch your life
Fill your hand with joy, release the strife
Reach deep inside where your heart still beats
Where hope breeds love, despair only defeats.

The sensations await you, so decadent are they
When your mind, body and spirit begin to sway
Hear my music as it pounds the night
Lift your howl to the moon, release the fight!

You've been imprisoned so long, that freedom, so rare
But now your desires will perfume the air.
Dance with me, sing with me, feel what I dare
Naked in the moonlight, decadence's lair.

The music begins as her hips start to sway
Her hair down her back, so natural this way
Her arms poised above her, offering her body to his gaze
His eyes devour her wholely, she dances in the haze.

His arm reaches out and beckons her to his side
Her body obeys quite willingly, nothing whatever to hide
In his arms the night is warm, his breath stirs against her skin
He envelopes more than her body, when she is next to him.

He taught her how to feel and enjoy sensation, too
She was tricked by all the others, she was nothing but a fool.
But this One, has begun a symphony in her soul
And orchestrates his energy, toward his awe inspiring goal.

He raises her face to his, his hand gently under her chin,
"So beautiful when you laugh," he stirs the fire in her again.
His hands across her body, as a composer would direct
The orchestra begins again, her willingness correct.

For now the Limitors of Passion have begun to fade away
Never again will she be sated by half portions of the loving way.
She gives her all to each overture his hands create in her
The music that surrounds them, composed by her lover.