Words from a Tortured Soul's World
"Owing You"

Long walks by the river under moonlight skies
Soulful look with deepset eyes
Careful, tender touches with the gentlest of fingers
And kisses so hot that the tingling lingers
Roses and satin; leather and steel
And all of those things that make love so real
These are things I'm entitled to
Now, tell me what do I owe to you?