Five Square Anniversary

Our five senses find salvation; square, the power of two
Our silver celebration of our sacrament starts,
We validate our vows of venery:

To have and to hold –
Hundreds of happy and healthy hugs,
We hold each other in our hearts and arms.
It happens we habitually have each other hotly.
Your sexy sliver silver with saliva and secretions summons.
My surging spear standing swollen and stiff,
Set for your sensual stroking and sublime sucking,
Suitably set to split your slit for supreme satisfaction.
I lustily lead my long and large lance to your loving lips,
You generously and greedily gobble my great gift,
Your fevered flower flutters with faith of fulfillment,
Expecting my enormous erection's exciting entrance;
Our extreme express to enchanted ecstasy.
A few puffs and I pull from your pucker
Proceed to profoundly penetrate your parted passion,
Provoking a paroxysm of pleasure for the pair.
Your hero's hair you have to hang on and grab,
As I strongly, solidly and steadily stab.
In your thrilled thighs my thrusting thunders.
We wind up awash in wetness from our wild wonders,
Our sated sex soaked and spilling,
Drenched and dripping from your delight's dew and my desire's deluge.

To love and to cherish –
Neverending nuptial newness we nourish.
I wear your ring,
No need to remind,
You're always on my mind,
My love for you I bring.
I love you more than ever before.