Usually, my dear, you know, I'm an easy sleeper -
I just need to close my eyes and lay down my head...
I don't need any comforts - no mattress,
Soft pillow or warm bed.
But tonight my dear, I
Find it hard to drowse
Because thoughts of you
Keep me so aroused...
I feel your lips upon mine...
Your mouth claims mine as its own...
Your touch ignites such passions
That I, though alone, begin to moan...
I feel your hands and tongue
Exploring every part of me...
It feels so real that I wonder
If it really is a fantasy...?
If mere thoughts of you take my sanity to the edge
What would it be like in reality?
All I know is that my soul would soar...
I'd be at peace and taste complete liberty...
