Against the entrance wall

Heaven looks like the backside of an entry door:

What I like best in life

Is the backside of your entry door,

It looks like a sweet delight

And I always come back for more.

I climb the stairs four by four

Until I reach the seventh's floor

While walking towards it I feel my heart beat

When I finally reach it I knock with a quick hit

While waiting for you to let me in, I sweat

You open the door and I come in,

While pushing me against the entrance wall 

You make me leave the floor

With no time to take my jacket off

You come close to me and start to get me off

 With no hurry and very slowly

You kiss my lips only

You slide your fingers

Under my shirt and there you linger

I let you do

I hold you too

I kiss you back, I know you like.

 And while you drink my soul

I think no more

I drink yours in return

And it makes you burn

Then we kiss we make out

We want no way out

Standing there all the afternoon we love each other until we see the moon.