Dim the lights,
As I find the right key.
Your red silk dress,
Will be a soaked mess before I leave.
Your flawless body
Propped up on the piano.
Your voice sounds like that of angel
With your legs wrapped around my head.
I want to make you beg for nights like this.
When you need satisfaction,
Call on my lips.
I’ll be never be afraid to show you
How much I missed being a part of you.- Xavier Mendoza