Her back is turned towards me, my hands upon her hips
The scent she wore, a womans heady wine,
My touch upon her silken skin, so soft my fingertips
As her body nestled closer into mine.
My arms, they now encompass her, wrapped gently, so sublime,
My cheek upon the softness of her hair,
The fragrance of her body, pressing firmer into mine,
Caused a whisper of my love, I did declare.
The night it passed so slowly, within my lovers arms,
The love we made, so sweet, so soft, so pure,
A tenderness, so beautiful, so loving were her charms,
I was captive to her sensual soft allure.