She
She, was the starlight in that vastness of space
She, was the lips warm and loving on my face
She, was the warmth, two lovers share
She, was magic so dear I am aware
She, was the magic of an open mouth
She, was the fire licking my soul to race
She, was the softest of loving lips
She, was the dream into which I always slip
She, was that dream of warmth and passion and desire
She, was the escape from this dead swamp of mire
She, was the breast that shows her hearts fast pace
She, was that angel with the beautiful face