S W E E T T R E A T.

In the garden, under the moon's soft light,

She stood before me, a vision so bright...

In lace panties, bare feet, and a silver chain,

Her beauty left me feeling quite insane...

I grabbed her from behind, pulled her close to me,

Kissing her neck, my desire ran free...

My hand between her knees, feeling her heat,

Our passion growing stronger, what a sweet treat...

A D Hett