Once night is done

Once night is done, then she must take her leave,
So, with a kiss, she rises from his side;
And, from delightful lips that she's supplied,
Comes one last, pouting touch; it will relieve
Her of her duties, until the dawn breaks,
When he will find fresh uses for those lips,
And they will kiss his belt, his cock; time slips
By, as their shared covenant reawakes
The need that's deep within her, quite submersed,
But underlying everything she does;
It's wonderful: a new day has begun
When she will do the bidding she's rehearsed;
And find sweet pleasure in all that he loves,
Until she takes her leave once night is done.