As we lie intoxicated by the spell of fiery
passion and steamy all consuming desire
under the golden leaves of the old oak tree
embraced by the silvery light of the full moon
the softness of your gentle words creates a
sensual crescendo of warm delight in my ear
as the warmth of your passionate kisses upon
my lips and the gentleness of your sweet caress
upon my arm stokes the heated emotions pent up
within me and causes my heart to resound with
joyous praise and my soul to rejoice in the
sweetness of your love's wonderful expression.
Donavon Scott Vinson