I greet you with nothing but a smile. Grabbing me by my hips, pulling me closer. Inhaling your scent as it takes over my soul. Oh Minister, I’m so glad you’ve come. Weeks apart felt like years. Up the stairs we go. Candles lit and our silhouettes tango across the walls. Tight grips, sweat drips, calories we burn. Oh Minister must you know it’s you I yearn?