O, for my friend to replete
Thirst's murmuring, who's deep and deep,
I call to you the bitter-sweet
Satisfaction and later, sleep.
I give myself all to my friend,
Kiss my lips and kiss my neck.
I lay with front forward, side-way hands,
Rub my loin, o rub my back,
And fondle me, fondle enough,
Pause in between, (breathe) let me hold
And give to me, give all your love,
Make my skin, warm, make it cold.