Laying before him, showing sweet glory
Like a flower to the sun, lay opened
Body now the instrument, only one plays
Now hands playing notes, new desire a thirst
Fingers seeking the perfect pitch in cries
Crescendo of need, serenades pure lust
Pink petal opening watery gemstone gleams
Moistness portrayed, lips riverbank overflowing
Magic of the moment a liquid pool
Last moves of the dance now in grunt of G
Promise of full release, dancing complete
Striking perfect harmony deep inside
Raspy purr now an echo, liquid gold
Minuet now ended, next dance begins.