my dear... come here
now, sweetheart. come here
and curl up with me, lay
your head on my shoulder
let me kiss your temple
and hold you close darling
you deserve rest, and peace
you deserve dreams that are sweet
so rest on me and drift to sleep
ive got you, im here, breathe with me

you slip into my dreams
as easily as breathing
there we find ourselves
engaged in a delicate
dance of desire
the library of my fantasies
is where you find me
and i know you see the
shelf of books with your
name so i distract you
with all the temptations
knowing that if you ask
i can deny you nothing