Before the dawn I lie awake, br With loins astir and muscles tensing br I squeeze my thighs together br To calm the storm br Brewing between my legs, this morn. br br My hand instinctively reaching down, br Presses hard against the throbbing br As I slip quietly, br From your sweet embrace br A soft kiss upon your sleeping face. br br Then turn my head and close my eyes br And drift gently into fantasy br Familiar and lustful br And mine alone, br Oh sweet release ‘come soon’, I moan.