Oh, how I wish to touch your hands,
To feel them on my skin..
I need your love that never ends
And makes me drained and keen.
Oh, how I long to taste your lips,
To let them have their way..
My thirsty passion never sleeps
And it'll make you stay!
I'll never learn this damned rule:
"Don't touch him! He's not yours!"
I'll get your love and to the full
I'll satisfy my thirst.