My Sweetheart’s Love - A Pair of Wings

Lovers sharing a night in bed - a romantic poem.

My stone’s settling in - that angelic, swift sword -
Uplifted by glory, a soulful pointing toward
My King’s newest triumph, a psalm’s magic chord…
A knowing perfection, that beauteous reward…

Revealed to this gent’s world, a winter’s dreamy flow;
My lover’s ancient levels, that pyramidal glow;
A tribute to the sun, moon, and stars’ evening show - 
Cloudless, dark, and still, each constellation’s bough…

Huge ships’ advancing, we anchor, drifting closer;
My sweetheart eying passion, and I will not oppose her.
The bells up high, chiming, my erotic fates always chose her.
Our wetly kissing, sounding sweet - banging makes her purr.

A successful, new rendition - savoring each moment…
Sensual and amorous, parts glowing in cement -
Our partnership exploring, these erotic years foment
A place for future cloudlessness, the sunny bright descent.