Love, where may I find you?
You often seem to evade me.
Known only for us to be true,
Lonely heart is now set free.
Our two bodies this one soul,
Meeting before never this world.
Angel gains wings at the bell toll,
Our red satin bed sheets furled.
We both slide underneath them,
Both of us with a passion for life.
The erotic act is a bursting gem,
Kindly, it is only if she is my wife.
Or otherwise, we will live in sin,
Not getting blessed from on high.
Constant to lose, and never to win,
No matter how long it lasts, we die