Lavender and dusk
And the pink purple sky
Made me dream of you
In the glimpse of an eye.
At the touch of you
I feel arrows of delight
In a heartbeat, in a bite
And a sick sweet warmth.
Waterfalls rush over me
I close my eyes, but I still see
And your answer is me three.
Just a hint of sin,
Burning within
on my skin
As I lay alone at night
Having wishes in the dark.
Craving, patiently waiting,
as it stands
The return of your beloved hands.
