With thighs overlapped

You tickled with your toes,

was on cocaine ride,

when as an pianist your fingers run on through my waist.

I giggled as you tickled,

twisting my bones as pebbles of maraca 

punctured your skin as you did mine,

and were this pains that made it divine?

Words were never enough as the moment was divine,

your yucca touch made the point.

You exploded my curves a novice,

which made my body fragile.

In bents and coils,

that's how you make my body fragile.

You sow the seed in me and chuckle,

you chuckle because you say deep into your heart,

that in all vows I am only yours.

In all forms and formation, in all embodiment

in all your realization,

in all your solely and bodily manifestation..

I am all yours.

the season will come to reap,

the love and faith you sowed in me,

and then from deep within me you will reap,

charming, flawless, pleasing a bit of you and me.

Ingenuous and artless but full of life,

that would have mergence of you and me

in very different way and type.

that is where I will be fullest and embracing my life

we two cuddling the music we played,

the pain we bearded.

apprehending together the music of this

cute fife forever.

And it will allow our soul to be together,

will be apart never.