This time in Wonderland,
We make love upon the sand.
Slowly your lips I kiss,
Not a single time I miss.

Our hand they interlock,
As birds above begin to flock.
You moan and scream,
I barely believe this is a dream.

Your thighs they wrap,
As you sit in my lap.
You begin to writhe,
To you I pay my tithe.

I feel your heart bound,
As we lay on the ground.
Your lips taste so sweet,
As mine they do greet.

I give you my all,
And my name you call.
Just as you reach a ******,
The dream turns to flashbacks.