My Heart's Delight

Part I
Take me up to your gilt bed
Where on a pillow you lay your head
My tattooed beauty, my heart's delight
Let me enter your chamber tight

Between your curvecous thighs I try
to arrive after unbuttoning my fly
I remember the first time we tryst
I came so fast we'd hardy kissed

The sun is hot like molten steel
but in no way is more real
then the passion that burns inside
when upon your loins I ride

That godly rear that you possess
Please give me time to caress
with fingers and lips every inch
Don't cry out if I pinch

Sweet Lamb chop, forgive my haste
when I must dive below your waist
to steal a long sought taste
of that organic jewel incased

I search but not in vain
that secret pink of fame,
to curl my tongue along side
before into your depth I slide

Part II
Your precious jewel
I value more than
any earthy treasure
Cleopatra wore

She of fame did rule the world
and its leaders nude unfurled
laid ruin to kingdoms in her name
but of such beauty there is no blame

In another time when the world was young
A statue of you was well known
the Mother Goddess carved of stone
Today I carry your likeness on my phone

Tell me what is real or divine
to mark the passage of our time
A world that at your door should lie
a humming bird or a butterfly

You are so sweet, so neat
I kneel so I can kiss your feet
Ah, a spot the tattoo artist forgot
that I can claim in my name begot

If I should die of happiness
while offering one last kiss
Upon my tomb have written there

"Having tasted paradise he
departed for the Golden Gate
In truth he never made me wait."

{Honey, I gotta say,
"I love fucking you.
It's the best thing
I wanna do.}"