Intrigued by your beauty, enchanted by your smile...
Infatuated by this vision of such grace and style...
Such a perfect rose, this flower I pursue...
A woman I desire, but love is also true...
We divined in each other's secrets in our courtship dance...
A play of words and actions in harmony with our romance...
We pledged our love in rituals on our wedding day...
A celebration of emotions expressed by vows we did say....
We sealed this commitment with a sweet and gentle kiss....
A kiss that started a burning fire that is hard to resist...
Lips that kindled desire touched my eternal soul...
A woman of passion with A heart made of gold...
Caressing this passionate flower, willing pedals opened up to me...
With fragrance so intoxicating like nectar to a honey bee...
I lick this bud as gently as a butterfly's wings touch the sky...
My flower squeals out in ecstasy from release and moans a sigh...
Entering her inner sanctum we unite, now we are lovers and not just friends...
Our bodies intertwine with each other, not knowing where one starts and the other ends...
We embraced till darkness fades and the sun brightens the morning sky...
Then I awaken, the dream that seemed so real moments before, I realized was just a lie.
