The album closer is a spoken word poem over an orchestral beat. The title matches both parts of the intro title:
Foreplay is the beginning of sex; Orgasm is the end of sex/Entrée is the beginning of a ballet; the Coda is the end.
We are a pair of boudoir ballerinos
Pas de deux between our poised libidos
I mimic the choreography of your bones
Body swaying to the metronome of your moans
Lips entwined, let our tongues pirouette
You take the lead - I trace your heart’s silhouette
Final bow: our skin ritual complete
Exit stage - close the curtains and the sheets
And I say, lust is a dance, but love is a ballet