When black is what we see
Then bare is what we'll feel
And we go down, down, down
With hellion hands bracing
The twist of my wrist
Gets her flailing
With quick sensation
The tidal waves will have
The heart and soul
Caressing side by side
From tender kisses
Gnawing at the neck
A firm grasp
Holds her closer
To my fire
These words penetrate
Wall after wall
Each door opens
Never fails
Past, present, future
What would you like to do to me
Like me to do to you now?