My guitar screams

My guitar screams, I don’t cry I sing to an angel!
My soul whispers gentle words to the only one:
“O, baby, I know, you want me, don’t lie…
Your eyes and nipples tell me more then you imagine.

Don’t trouble me with my guitar and gentle bass.
You are my muse, my lady of the wonderful dreams.
I see you, treat me nice and look at me, my angel…
I’m right by your side; need your beauty, lips and laps”

My guitar screams and strings are bagging my angel:
“Just one kiss will make him happy, just one kiss!
Just one passionate hug will take you both
To unforgettable dream, to the river of desire”