You seize my wrist
And put my hand on your soft chest
Feel the beat, feel the beat, feel the beat
Music of love
First smell of sex
You are holding me tight
Fingers turn white in my flesh
A real impulse to unite
Mating the Sun and the Moon
Melting my soul in your pouring rain
You rush my blood to my head
Still holding me tight
You know your thing
When it comes to love, baby
I get high, I get high, I get high
I am undone and you are so fly
Photo : Kateryna Hliznitsova