A warm, and gentle zephyr breeze Kissed me gently, between my knees And up it rose, between my thighs Like sensual lips, and silent sighs
I quietly blushed, a pinkish red As i lay upon, a flowery bed Then slowly, i closed my shyish eyes And dreamt of dreams, with butterflies
Their silken wings, softly fanned Whilst my yearning soul, and heart expand I kissed the breeze, and suns embrace Which caressed my lips, then kissed my face
The wind grew wilder, And quite intense Its' pure desires, caressed my essence But soon passed, and gradually thinned This soft, and sensual, kissing wind