On Embarkation leave
Too long a time to waste
But just enough hours
So as not to need haste
They made love together
Forty seven different ways
Spent a honeymoon period
In an ecstatic kind of daze
They kissed goodbye so tenderly
As if he was never coming back
From his third term of duty
On streets patrol in Iraq
They laughed about it afterwards
About how they spent those days
Making love to each other
Forty seven different ways