When I wake I speak her name;
I think of her all day it seems;
Then at night it's still the same;
When I sleep she's in my dreams.
Her smokey eyes ensnare my gaze;
Her soft caress unleashes delight;
Her kiss leaves me in a daze;
And makes my passion burn so bright.
My wrinkled brow slowly unfurls;
My broken heart begins to mend;
My troubled soul gently purrs;
When her head is on my chest again.