thou is the art of my life,
moulded in heaven's twilight,
beauty carved by angelic wright,
purity immersed from roses sight..
make me fall into your arms,
through the spell of your charm,
show the care that mean no harm,
until we both are passionately warm..
while our heart utter the sooth,
let me drink your sapid youth,
through the chalice of lip of you..
&
when the passion starts to burn,
unclothe your obscure beauty,
remove the bourn..
from head to toe, skin so mellow,
full of nectar, I will swallow,
corner to corner, we will wallow,
make the love, like the callow..
I will -
caress your bosom, kiss on nape,
baffle the bottom, follow the shapes..
until you -
scatter the scent from the perspire,
release brisk fire with the suspire,
cling to me in fierce desire..
then -
with the rhythm, we will sway,
unless you blossom, O my fay!