Why so sharp-eyed?
Burning! Burning with lust:
flames that ignite my sin.
Many a day passed, many a year gone by.
At last… I give in.
I am a slave.
A slave of your touch and breath.
Tell me how can I let go?
Many a lie have I said to please you
Many a night of passionate dreams.
And now, I am a slave.
A slave of your grip on my arms
Your warmth on my skin
These lips now long for you.
Have you done?