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