steamin'

And I said,
“save a slow one for me”
and you did,
and it was so heavenly.

And what was it that we did see rise,
but steam, right before our eyes,
for you have me steamin'.

And I held you so close,
but wanted to hold you closer more,

and dreaded the end of the night,
and the walking out of that door,

but all good things must come to an end,
if only for the moment,

And I know there will come a day,
soon I do pray,
that we might play once more,

my brown eyed beauty,
that I do adore.