"You do love so well,"

is what the lady said,

as I moved with her,

on her waterbed,

which motivated me,

to do her one more time,

before I settled down,

to answer her with rhyme.

A sweet symphonic rhyme,

is what love's all about.

When you have a gentle soul,

there's no need to scream and shout.

No need to scream and shout,

when sighs say everything,

and the one you're with won't doubt,

she's with 'The Rhyming King.'

The devotion in her smile,

is the only sign I need,

to know she's letting go,

all inhibitions truly freed,

and 

"You do love so well,"

is what I hear her say,

in the way she moves,

at the end of her long day.