Trust me with eyes shut tight.
Your smile is the only thing open.
Feel my embrace against you tonight.
Lips occupied for words to be spoken.

A feather-like touch against your cheek,
The only way to hold your face.
Dilated pupils build up to the peak,
Arousal requires a steady pace.

A woman is a caterpillar to a man with no desire,
She becomes a butterfly the minute he makes her perspire.
Spread your wings, my love, let me set you free,
Those cocoon days are over, my dear, and now you're with me.