Straps bind my mind and so laced across my heart
Are your fingers of passion blessing me, kissing me, taking me away?
I fly high, wild and free when the bindings of your soul touch mine
As the morning sun warms my face, then noon day warms my limbs as they do grace
So you feel to me this day with you smiling face
Drawing me near with a lingering leer as our cadences changing, breaking
Thirsting tongues seeking quivers of passion won