Clenching the sheets in hand,
Your back arches and a moan slips out.
The motion of our bodies,
Is more peaceful than the swaying of a boat out on the horizon.
It's like I've been touched by the hand of God.
Bliss is when your eyes close and you bite your lip.
Bliss is the taste of your cum.
We made love until the sun came up,
And the neighborhood heard every moment.
I'll fill the street with your moans while I fill my heart with your lust, I'll always love you.
I'll always love you.