I would love you in your house by the sea.
I would love you and you would love me.
We would dine on a meal I cooked.
And then we would kiss, after we looked.
We would have wine, but not too much,
Saving each other to taste and touch.
There would be sigh and there would be rub.
There would be caress. But most of all, love.
There would be work and love between play.
And if my manners were bad, you would send me away.
