When you kiss a woman,
and find her mouth sweet,
it is your love that you taste,
it is your heart that has raced.
When you touch a woman,
and find her throbbing surrender,
it is your surrender, that you observe,
it is your desire that you must serve.
When you love a woman,
and find her delicate soul within,
it is your soul that you discover
it is being loved, you are the lover