By heart Song
Date: 4 September 1998

Right Now

Lost in your embrace.
Enflamed by your desire.
My inhabitions seared away
Like a moth drawn to the fire.

Our desire itself a primal thing.
Our bodies take control.
Who, or where, or what we are, 
we no longer know.

On passions wings we are mounted.
As high as we can fly.
Till stars beneath my eye lids burst 
and in sweet release we cry.

Embraced in sated slumber,
I kiss his tempered brow,
and wonder how I could love him more,
than I do right now.