Sweet dreams

When I dream of your touch and your kiss on my skin
With your grip on my heart and the ultimate sin

I have your hair in my hands and your cheek on my breast
While I feel for your heart beating in your chest

Voices in tones so hushed and so slight
As the air blows into the gentle good night

Whilst the stars stand watching silent from the sky
And the moon sings its silent lullaby

A rush of ecstacy with a touch of our fingertips
I rest in your hold with a smile on my lips

You're gone from my arms with but a touch and a kiss
As I return to my sleep in want of a stolen moment of bliss

As I dream of your touch and your kiss on my skin
You have your grip on my heart
You are my ultimate sin.