Don't get off your lips,
Sweetheart, mine aren't done.
Slow not the momentum-
I beseech you.
Kiss me in the morning, when still virgin;
Kiss me in the afternoon, when the sun's energetic;
Kiss me at dusk, so I can sleep with you.
While doing it,
Beautiful one,
Let it be gentle,
Slowly let our tongues embrace,
And your soft, and tender hands caress me,
As I stroke your beautiful hair with glee.
Make it hot gradually,
So I gasp with unending passion,
Dig deeper and deeper, and suck out my breath,
And set me on fire-
Sweating, panting, and moaning.
When done,
My little flower,
Let my head rest on your breast-
As I listen to your heart's tune,
And my pulse rise and fall;
With the flushing electric current in your blood.
