Soft whispers of fragrance touch my flesh in the night
As I walk through the garden of sexual delight
Each flower I pass touches gently on me
Pressing the petals of softness I see

Colours of passion swim through my thoughts
As I touch every leaf that I pass in the dark
An aura of softness, A cocoon covers me
I feel my heart pound as I look through the trees

Adonis lies hidden in a foliage of green
With arms stretched toward me and a body so lean
Transfixed by his beauty, a chill down my spine
I walk to his arms and I know he is mine