I close my eyes in wonder at the touch of your embrace Small tremors fill my body, as I gaze into your face My lips can taste your passion, before they even touch A fire inside my body, waiting to erupt You touch me with your fingertips and I tingle with desire Your hands are making magic as you stroke my fevered brow Thighs so gently touching mine as you place me on the bed And run your fingers through my hair and gently cradle my head A fever takes my body, a passion filled with light Enveloped in magic, hands that feel so right Trembling deep inside of me, a fever of desire Quenched with flowing water that you have given me Sand ***