Upon the gentle evening's grace, In whispers soft, the stars align, Janet's kiss, a moonlit trace, Sets shivers down Joey's spine. Her lips, a breeze on summer's night, Awaken dreams, once kept confined, In their embrace, the world alights, As hearts in tender dance entwine. A silent storm beneath the skin, Electric pulse that knows no end, Through Janet's touch, the night begins, Where love and wonder sweetly blend.