From here
My heartbeat is heavy,
my hands are sweaty,
every time you are this near.
Where are we heading from here?
Your body pressed against mine,
slowly the tingling up my spine,
the beauty of those eyes,
my hands moving over your thighs.
Where is this heading my dear?
whisper the answer in my ear.
The cleavage of your breasts,
against my chest their pressed.
Where? Where from here?
please tell me my dear.
The softness of your lips kissed,
these moments for I exist,
holding you tightly near.
Where do we go from here?