Rose adorned bed, a seductress waiting ahead
Anticipating for her spouse, with the intention to arouse
'Will he desire this night to do such deed...
on my womb where he may plant his seed?'

Can't wait no more, her hopes were about to sherd
Until outside the door, his footsteps were heard
The moment he entered, her legs were spread
His wife was centered, on their throne lovebed

Her lips wine, their desires were shown
Hearts aligned, as both their lips were sewn
A shivered spine, as he whispered a moan
'You are mine, you will never be alone'

Modesty became sin, they started to begin
Unwrapping their gift, their shirts they lift
Exposed naked bodies, lust became hobbies
His warm breath on her neck, left a lasting peck

His hands, caressing her mountains
Her pants, inside flowed like fountains
Her body's a canvas, as he paints it with his tongue
To create a masterpiece that will always stay young.

She smeared rose oil on his chiseled abs, firm and sculpted
It dripped down his pants which she grabs, warm and erected
Eyes greet as she sat on his lap, awaiting an adventure
Thread inside needle leaves a gasp, the desire to quench her

Deep inside the love cave, lost inside eachmother
At last its their journey to be father and mother
Cessation, oh the passion
Their release, Cream and Cerise.

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