Willing Hands and Hungry Lips

[Darktouch]

I know you are there, my friend.
I just don't know who you are yet.
I know somewhere a woman waits for my touch, for my hands.
I know you are there, my friend.
I just don't know where you are yet.
I know that somewhere a woman waits for my kiss, for my lips
I know you are are there, my friend.
I just don't know when we will meet.
I know know that somewhere a woman wait who can lose herself to her bodies hunger and revel in the knowledge that she will be sated.
I know you are there, my friend.
I just don't know how long I can wait.