I lay in bed
The lights are down
No movement, no sound
Its 3 am, the house is still
My thoughts are drifting on

Memories come rushing in
Of passion lust and madness
I picture all the nights
When you were in my arms
I can taste and smell and feel you, yet again
Your warmth sustains me still
The shades form shapes of you
You are my favorite deadly sin, my lady lust
I reach out but the illusion fades
To nothing