Passion holds my heart's desire,
Lust, and ravage, light my fire.
Lovers embrace in twilight's choir,
Songs echo to the tops of spires...

It starts off with a simple kiss,
Lips merge and do not miss.
Lungs expand in breathing hiss,
Hands tremble, you want this.

Tongues entwined in moaning dance,
This is it, our wanton chance.
Loins on fire within our pants,
Physical needs do now advance.

Arms tangle as they explore,
Passion climbs a little more.
Buttons pop, one through four,
Shirts fly, and hit the floor.

Chests bare, as they titillate,
Pressed together, increase heart rate.
Bodily needs can no longer wait,
Hormonal urges to procreate.

Zippers fumbled with shaky hands,
The hour glass slows it's timing sands.
Naked flesh that now understands,
How it...