Love has found us this Autumn night
Beneath palm trees and a silver moon
Guitar strings playing seductively
As your fingers play along my body
Weaving a web of desire inside me
In our intricate language of romance
Our music is the ripples of passion
Whispered in the heat of our desire
That I cry deep into the night
As we make love so tenderly
Oh! how my senses adore you
Man of my heart, of my dreams
The fulfillment of all my fantasies
You lips give me such delight
Your touch, so desirously tender
Before the sun should reveal us
You’ll take me to paradise
With ardent skill and eager passion
I shall join in this fleshly feast
Giving you as much as I receive
Until the stars and moon go out
Or our passions are finally spent
Whichever event is thus prevalent