Come and lay down beside me,

Speaking softly about your feelings,
Burning deep down inside.
Hold me and caress me gently,
Like some kind of graceful pottery,
In anticipation of that roaring journey,
On the high tide of love.
Kiss me and fill me up to the brim,
And feel the softness of my skin.
Then come right to me
And take me with you on high,
Until we can sense the peace,
Ending our burning, loving desires.