My life is there, beneath the cloth she wears
I feel the warmth and softness there inside
Her heart is there as well he knows he cares
and will not take without her willing guide
She knows his will; she guides with subtlety
The passion grows; her heart begins to beat
A rhythm of her trust in us, in me
I feel the warmth, I sense, I want to eat
She wants my love and gives her love in full
His hands, her hands pull buttons from their place
The cotton soft is layered with the wool
The warmth of her reflects upon his face
Her skin is bare, he knows they've been like this
before, when love was new, he gives her kiss.