See the sun's glow, she's setting so lovely,
Graciously slow, she slips down below clouds
Of white sheets and fluffed pillows' covered mounds.
Her soft glow's so soothing, like warmed honey
Going down, teasing his limbs. Her whisper
Leaves him fluttering, floating on her breeze.
She ignites his inner flame, rising high,
Like a huge hot air balloon in her sky;
He hangs silent, about to burst out loud.
Caught up into her evening solace,
He rides her thermal waves of solar fire.
She's his lovely, golden ball of delight.
He's her shooting star, comet of her night.
Together, their tryst, eternal, turns on....