He glides into view and I feel his vibes as he passes thru;
he comes back says hello my sweet; I can hardly speak;
he touches my cheek; making me gush; face turns red;
it was just merely a touch; knew right away he could
make me weak; making love to my soul; causing me to
become whole

He moves with the grace of a cat; moving to where i'm
sitting at; the closer he gets his sleek physique is so
unique; it makes my heart skip a love beat; without a
touch he's making love to my soul with his breathtaking
eyes; just a glance speaks of the romance he'll soon
impart to me in little scenic prances to my heart

We commence to sitting down to a dinner for two; long
stemmed glass of white wine in hand; he wines and dine
me to the mellow lines of love songs; making me long for him
to make love to my soul; caressing my mind with a slow grind;
blowing my mind; I start to unwind; match the movement
of his slow grind to the sultry sounds of a love rhyme

We move in a rhythmic dance across the room; heading to
the bedroom; silk sheets sprinkled with scented petals;
strawberries and cream awaiting me; I feed him strawberries
and cream; licking the cream from my fingers; I scream with
pleasure as we feel and sense each others urge to start making
love to each others soul

He's so bold; he slowly caresses my body from head to toe;
I moan when he kisses my navel; groan when he nears my sweet
treat; his lovemaking is so neat my heart skips a beat; making
love to my soul; we can grow old together; never leaving me ever

Savoring the scent of our love sends our bodies into overdrive;
bringing our bodies back alive; seeking the next time we make love
to each others soul; love that's making me whole; the way he makes
love to my soul; i'll never let him go; my soul glows from head to toe;
as he traces the contours of my body ever so slow

Our body relaxes as we settle in for the night; holding each other tight;
as we tremble from the memory of making love to each others soul; we
hold hands; drift off to a land of dreams; finishing our strawberries
and cream; his making love to my soul makes me whole