November 7th is the date, I'm ready for the show
Step into my room, close the door, and turn the lights down low.

The performance we put on, so grand it should be a felony
I listen to her heartbeat, it supplies the melody

After she undresses, I play her body like piano keys
Start off playing fast then the tempo changes slowly

I'll be the conductor, wont stop until the morning sun
Also, the lead percussionist,beating passionately on her drum

Beautiful harmonies we create, even Beethoven would envy
Love sounds of the century, we are only just beginning

Sounds of her breathing,Wonderful! Like finely tuned violins
So long since my last performance, I never want this night to end

Stormy weather compliments, thunder and lightning intensify
Emotions over melody, tears falling down her eyes

Our show last for hours, my shirt soaked in sweat
As for her, one word says it all.....Wet

Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles as we reach our ******
I'm exhausted and relieved. We take a bow, cuddle, and relax

Now it's time for us to sleep
We thank our fans for listening
I really hope they all enjoyed
The music from our Symphony