Anticipation
I dream of the day that you are freed
so that my passion you can feed
My loins burn with strong desire
My heart swells with a burning fire.
The touch of your hand against my skin
Brings to my face a lustful grin
The thought of all the things we’ll do
Your deepest desire will of course come true.
Your arms will once again hold me
And I will beg so passionately
For you to never let me go
And we will rock gently to and fro.
Your lips will touch mine and I will quiver
For my desire will make you shiver
I doubt we’ll make it through the night
Without some squeals of pure delight.
So think on my love of that wonderful day
When I can look at you and say
I want more than anything
Right here right now, make my body sing.
