Let me share this tender room,
Let me breath its soft perfume,
Let me press my eager face
Into its warm and moist embrace.
Let my
tongue explore your flesh.
Let my hands find out your scope,
Stretching round to hold, caress,
In rising love's arousing hope...
Let me
enter, let me in,
Start to sing our love's soft din,
Arching fleshes flex and bend,
Two bodies thrusting to one end.
Lying now
in warmth and sleep,
Giggling as the fluids seep,
But one pleasure left to me,
You win - I'll go and make the tea.
Andy
Morley January 4th 2004