As the haze of lust twirls in the air

She was sitting pretty, combing her hair

The maiden was delicate so pretty and fair

The beauty she owns, she keeps in good care

Some days she does this all on her own

But tonight she does this not all alone

Her desires await for her all will be shone

A tilt of her head as she sets down her comb

The rings on her fingers, reminder of things past

Wondering if there will be another that will last

Her passion and spirit to him she will cast

The delicate unraveling, slow and not fast

A song plays in her mind so vivid and clear

The touch of a lover, someone to be near

Her skin is on fire with such joy and such fear

The want she will lead, toward him she will steer

Glances back at the memories that sit on her shelf

Her mind adjusts but her body still melts

A last moment’s breath she takes by herself

This is the night of pure sexual wealth

Tonight the body will no more closet lies

Irresistible temptation with no compromise

Curiosity and question, how quickly each dies

This is the woman whom I see with my eyes