Thé morning in your eyes so tender 

Wet with the night that swept through 

Many carressing fingers 

We found what we needed without the lamplight

Kneading the darkness out of your body 

Your blonde hair and silken skin

Tossed on my chest 

In the warmth of your mouth

Volcanicaly Love possessing the body

Became body again.

In moment together in a sponteneous completeness.