That red rose turned out to be soft and wild,
Just the way he was,
Delicate, tender, yet wild to raise the blood in my veins.
Every inch of his skin indulged me in,
Seducing my curves, tantalizing my soul,
Glowing my pillow eyes with every inch of his advances,
He dived in me like a hurricane in the ocean.
I was on fire but he was burning,
melting the cheese with the heat of desires