Red rose pedals, lying on a bed of 100% Egyptian cotton; as we touch all hurts and pains are forgotten: on 100% Egyptian cotton. The sun rises...between your thighs; I'm completely mesmerized. I open up my wings to you...all the forbidden things we do. Suspended animation as we fuse into one, My universe raptures your sun...on 100% Egyptian cotton. Red roses pedals an all is forgotten...like honey to the bee, nectar so sweet; The juice of lust has become our treat. I open up my mind to this, I've tasted the forbidden fruit, on 100% Egyptian cotton...where all time is forgotten... Red rose pedals dripping with sweat and the sweet taste of passion. Dripping like morning dew, as I fuse my likeness inside of you. You drink from the well-wine so sweet...I pull from your treasures; delightful treats. Strong yet tender, hard yet soft, wet and dry; My wings are open and we fly. Up and down, in and out, around the sun, beneath the moon, together as one; We come not soon. Emerged together, like rain in June...on 100% Egyptian cotton, with red rose pedals, where all time is forgotten. I lost my love. I found my passion. I lost my pureness it erupted in your ashes...resurrected from the grave. Your love drew me and made me slave, I yield to this sin... Got my passion and lost my friend on 100% Egyptian cotton red roses where all is forgotten.