Dearest heart, have two lovers ever known such wondrous joys
As those with which our marriage bed has been so often blessed,
When words of love and passion in the dark night whispering,
The lonely hours between bedtime and dawn we have beguiled.
As together we rise to heights of pleasure yet unknown.
You body is an instrument upon which I summon
Dark music, new melodies of sweet seductive power,
Binding your flesh to mine with strange and thrilling potency,
Wild exotic harmonies that fill your enraptured mind,
Until every fibre of your soul vibrates in ecstasy.
Sometimes in the soft darkness, my darling, we like to play,
Seeking to amuse each other in wild erotic games,
Playful exchanges designed to arouse and titillate,
Such naughty fun for two, filled with laughter and hot desire,
Their consummation finding in all consuming fire.
Some nights you tease me, darling wife, by making me lie back,
Naked against the pillows, my wrists by cords gently bound,
While you seductively discard each garment one by one,
Until all that shields your full beauty from my aching sight
Are pretty yet inconsequential scraps of lace and silk.
Condemned for now to watch, I slowly grow to my full height
Inflamed by desire, my heart beating with ascending beat,
And a volcano starts to rumble deep within my loins,
Dormant no longer, but primed to erupt in liquid fire
When at last you relent, and enfold me in your embrace.
And now in our old age, with limbs grown slow and sagging flesh,
I still remember those heady days of our middle years,
When secure in our love, and freed of childrearing duties
We would invite others to join our bed in torrid nights
Of headily inventive ways of repeated coupling.
Even now the memory of sharing the proud beauty
Of a throbbing cock, sliding our lips the length of its shaft
To meet in a rapturous kiss above the swollen crown,
Is better than any pill to rouse my flagging member,
Youthfully ardent to plunge into your welcoming heat.
Pictures of the look of excited anticipation
Lighting up your face with joy as your naked body yearned
For that blissful moment when you would yield to the pleasure
Of penetration until your inner sanctum was possessed,
Are thrillingly burned on my mind in perfect ecstasy.
And the sweet smile of shared intimacy that you gave me
As wave upon glorious wave of exquisite sensation
Washed over the forbidden shores of your radiant flesh
Until that deliciously intense point of piercing joy
When you cried aloud in the throes of climactic rapture.
Oh most ardent love of my life, there is no greater bliss
Than to lose myself once more within your yielding body,
And find in those warm and velvety depths, exquisite joy,
Secure in the inchoate knowledge that as I am pierced,
The same ineffable pleasure carries you to heaven too.
