I want to feel your calloused hands on my body
But I know
I know my mind is against it
I wish to feel your lips
Trailing tender kisses
Not to skip an inch
But I know
I know my inner self would fight it
Some days I even dream
Of the most beautiful intimate things
Yet I know
I know those are only just dreams
You, on the other hand
You make your dreams come true
Oh, yes, you certainly do
Trailing kisses through the soft skin
Of yet just another girl
Who fell to believe your harmonious sins