An Epic Love

In the ways of tireless passion,
There we do make our bed.
Intoxicating comforts await for but two,
A Princess, and her Prince, longing with desire.
Effortless preparations hosting a night,
Brimmed with delightful anticipations.
It is here that my Love lies in wait,
Coaxing, wanting, unconsciously giving.
Succumbing to all that is her essence,
I approach with extreme tenderness and care.
Not wanting to arouse undignified advances,
A respect unsurmounted prevails.
Awakened responses do now adhere,
Enticing two bodies to yearning.
At once now together we seek out,
Hands touching flesh so long envisioned.
In all does a soothing grandeur effuse,
Recherché is the love that ensconces us.
Immediate sensations will heighten our rapture,
Gazing eyes now closed in our felicity.
Telling signs that permit subtle movements,
A look, a smile, a nod.
All contacts proposed now supplicating,
Bedouin limbs now entwined.
Our bodies writhe to a synchronous beat,
While our hearts establish the tempo.
Flesh upon flesh in unbridled intensities,
A release evermore wanted to share.
Our ecstasy explodes from selfless impulses,
Some would say from wanton lust,
But, our love knows no such contemplations,
We are here for each other, not ourselves.
As breaths taken away do regain their stance,
In arms embraced about bodies spent.
A peace overtakes.
A silence ensues.
..............................
The Princess on her Prince now does sleep contented,
With the thought of nights to come dancing in her reverie.
The Prince shall forever keep solemn and uphold until his dying day,
His love for the one he holds nearest his heart.


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