Softly and oh, so tenderly
you render me, baby
into something that's
akin to melting butter
You leave me breathless baby
there's no words I can utter
except the silence of our kiss
at the end of our bliss...
at the end of our bliss....
If you were a church
I'd worship in you
I'd be the candle
you kindle to flame
incensed by the
heat of your passion
praying for more
of the same
Your eyes, yours
lips, your touch
wrap me in a shroud
snug in the warmth
of your loving arms
floating on a cloud.
You restored my faith
in love again
since God knows when
cause you've baptized me
in the warmth of your love
again and again...
Eventually I close
my eyes and dream
entranced by your
fading smile
Till once again
your my church
and I'd worship in you
the candle
you kindle to flame
incensed by the
heat of your passion
praying for more
of the same
Endless mornings and nights
to look forward to
being rendered to butter
you leave me breathless
there's no words I can utter
at the end of our bliss
except the silence of our kiss.
Music & lyrics written and sung
by Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2022
at: Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Credit Artwork to pixiebay.com
