I met a man, his words were dear.
Caressing words I loved to hear.
His loving words have touched my heart.
And I know that we will never part.

I gave to him my heart and soul.
With tender words he did cajole.
And captured with imagination,
My growing love and fascination.

He spoke to me of things we'd share
Of the joys awaiting his lady fair.
Of loving touches and eyes that speak.
Of passions that would leave us weak.

But most of all, he said to me,
He wished to fall asleep, you see,
And wake upon the morning dawn,
To find at last that we are one.