He comes home and she can hardly wait.

The last time she touched him was on that August date

He Closes the door and kisses her lips 

Slowly his hands make it down to her hips

Her legs start to quiver and her knees start to shake

He has her under his spell, but her heart still aches

they Walk to the bedroom And he lays her on the bed, 

She can’t seem to forget the past that plays over and over in her head 

His broad shoulders and his irresistible chest 

She begs to feel his hands touching her breast.

She pulls him in close and whispers in his ear , please love me today and even more tomorrow 

I no longer want to feel so much sadness and sorrow.