I feel your form beneath my body pressed,

Soft arms askew, sweet gentle soul at rest…

Dusk shadowed wreath of perfume ‘round your head.

Then honeyed lips lock lips in kiss sublime

And beat by beat two hearts now blend as one;

Deft fingers finding fingers to entwine,

Soft breast to breast ‘til whispered sighs are done.

Then moaning gently as in pained delight

Your lithe form tenses taut, by fervor drawn

And arches up, each sinew tensioned tight—

Relaxing slowly, then by rapture worn;

Now melting softly into scented dreams…

Replete with all the wonder love esteems.