They had just made love
   Silent on the bed
   This was their celebration
   She had her eyes closed
   Nothing was said
   They had fulfilled temptation
   He looked through the curtains
   He looked at the phone
   He couldn't be certain if this was his home
   Satisfied that this was it
   A rhythmic breath and a gentle grip
   Satisfied and they were sure
   They couldn't fulfill each other more
  
   They stroked each other
   He played with her hair
   Deep in a warm sedation
   The legs of his jeans
   Hung over the chair
   Love was their meditation
   She looked at his shoulders
   She looked at his eyes
   The look there told her he was satisfied
  
   They laid there apart
   In another world
   Deep in a warm sedation
   As love turned to sleep
   Their bodies curled
   Into sweet inspiration
   They looked at each other
   They looked at the night
   Under the covers they were satisfied