Our passions grow as the intensity is nurtured,
Closeness eases inhibitions, our privacy is coveted.
As two weíre one, as one weíre permanent,
Subliminal understanding is our armament.
Gone is the anxiety of performance and refraction,
Interposed by emotions of pleasure and benefaction.
A conjugated life by the rewards of betrothal,
Engenders our pleasure as an intimate novel.
Knowing what you need and exactly when to deliver,
To leave you breathless and make your heart shiver.
Is it more perfect a song than the Masterís creation?
For it paints my love and unbinds my adulation.
Those who donít know and those who may scorn,
Cast mightily their wrath but are left forlorn.
As we the benefactors of Godís perfect plan,
Harvest the pleasure of woman and man.