- Ginger Moon 2nd January 2010
Sweet Surrender
I want to return to the place where I feel the beating of your heart.
The days have taken on shades of grey since we’ve been apart.
I long for you, I want to wake up in the morning and again touch your face.
Remembering your passionate kisses …your warm embrace.
Universal language pulsating between us in harmonic melody we search for the core.
With traveling kisses...taste...lingering touch...we explore.
Our rhythmic bodies now urgently wanting more and more.
Skin on skin together knocking on heaven’s door.
One cosmic explosion after another ...hours later in candlelight we reach sweet surrender.
Our bodies soaked and entwined in a saturated kaleidoscope of splendor.
Lying in your arms my fragile heart holding the forbidden words hostage
My body still tremors subsequent to the unbelievable magnetic voltage
After meeting you soul to soul in sacred connection my mind in silent retreat
Heavenly fragrance has filled the air from the burning candles heat
Falling asleep hearing the rhythm of your breathing the most amazing place to be.
Baby was there ever a place in your gypsy heart for me?
I want to return to the place where I feel the beating of your heart.
The days have taken on shades of grey since we’ve been apart.
I long for you, I want to wake up in the morning and again touch your face.
Remembering your passionate kisses …your warm embrace.
Universal language pulsating between us in harmonic melody we search for the core.
With traveling kisses...taste...lingering touch...we explore.
Our rhythmic bodies now urgently wanting more and more.
Skin on skin together knocking on heaven’s door.
One cosmic explosion after another ...hours later in candlelight we reach sweet surrender.
Our bodies soaked and entwined in a saturated kaleidoscope of splendor.
Lying in your arms my fragile heart holding the forbidden words hostage
My body still tremors subsequent to the unbelievable magnetic voltage
After meeting you soul to soul in sacred connection my mind in silent retreat
Heavenly fragrance has filled the air from the burning candles heat
Falling asleep hearing the rhythm of your breathing the most amazing place to be.
Baby was there ever a place in your gypsy heart for me?