When all the birds have flown
When the sun has gone down
When the stars begin to dot the skies
Then I’ll turn on the love-light in your eyes
I’ll plug into you with my power-source
I’ll generate ecstasy with a tender force
Come to me in the darkest hour of the night
And I’ll spark a flame that burns so bright.

The instruments of love
Played with a push and shove
They sound like a heavenly choir
Making love on a live-wire
Move with me to the rhythm of a tabla drum
Move like a sitar-string when it begins to hum
Come to me in the silent hours of the night
And I’ll make music with your body so hot and tight.

Your favourite food is laid out in bed
Both your mouths will be fully fed
I have the recipes that never fail to please
I have the utensils that pump and squeeze
Roast me slow and steady in your oven
Ah, where does your body end and mine begin?
Come to me in the hungry hours of the night
And I’ll serve you a dish of sweet delight.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.