Your skin is covered in moonlit lace and the swirling lines
My fingers trace...
Your breath ebbs and flows You're speaking to me in soft moans
A language of our own
I lie you down facing up I'm prowling slowly from above Burning alive,
Filled with lust
Your hair is spilling on the bed My hands around the back of your neck We'll make love until
There's nothing left
Give me the little death!
Give me the little death!
Share with me the deepest breath...