the language of love (lyric)

You've got to wonder
when I bring the thunder
how the lightning will taste on your lips
You don't need to worry
I'm not in a hurry
this trip doesn't end at your hips

It's just a beginning
this sweet sinning twinning
winning the day - the night still so young
Bring me temptation
I find my redemption
The language of love thick on my tongue.

I'm packing desire
to slide in your fire
and see if you have enough heat
To temper my metals
as I'm wrapped in your petals
as a feast is released, fiery and sweet.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

Hey, volunteer? Can I get a witness?

Uh oh...he's getting loose again...