Such a vision, pure Angelic,
As you move about the room,
Hair drifting past your shoulders,
Humming soft a lovers tune.
On the bed I silent watch you,
While my passion grows with in,
Knowing it will be just moments,
Until our night of love begins.
Shadows do not hide your beauty,
As I savor you like wine,
The outline of your body,
Burns into this heart of mine.
Our eyes meet to tell the story,
Two people burning with desire,
Knowing that our consummation,
Will put out this raging fire.
Descending slow from top the mountain,
Sweated bodies panting breath,
Seeing we were very happy,
Paying off our passions debt.
Courtesy :- Bill Mae