When I`m sampling from your bosom
Sometimes I suffer from distractions like
Why does God cause things like tornadoes and train wrecks?
When I`m swimming in
When I`m swimming in your ocean
Floating aloft on creams
And scented lotions
I can get pretty side-tracked
I hope you`ll understand
When I kneel before you bounty
Sometimes I wonder if there could be really
UFO`s that come from other planets
And when you let me taste your fingers
I take them like fruit and as I linger I
Wonder if my seed will find purchase in your soil...
