Come, lady, no more delay, it is time for love,
And I am waiting, hot with expectant desire
To begin that sweet voyage of exploration
That leads to paradise, as we fly to the stars
In mutual embrace, daily cares forgotten
In the exquisite ecstasy of married bliss.

Come lady, finish your nocturnal rituals
And stand before the bed where I lie waiting,
My desire inflamed by your aching loveliness
Throbbing with the sweet ache of anticipation
Of that first delightful moment when our lips touch
And we drown in a sea of passionate kisses.

Come, lady put aside your silken negligée 
And reveal for my delight those feminine charms
That must always be concealed from all eyes but mine.
Let me feast again on your seductive beauty,
Beginning with the perfection of your soft breasts,
Their curves completed by nipples of cherry red.

Come, lady, my blood is on fire, cease your teasing,
Cast modesty aside so that my gaze might dwell
On the concealed destination of my desire,
The delicate petals of your hidden flower;
A wondrous blossom I soon shall pluck to savour 
The enchantingly heady fragrance of your love.

Come, lady, let me entrance you, lie beside me;
Abandon yourself to my gentle caresses,
And let the ardent worship of my lips and tongue,
So inflame you that exquisite waves of pleasure
Overwhelm your senses and carry you away
To a heavenly wonderland of sweet rapture.

Come, lady, it is time to begin our ascent
Of the slopes of carnal pleasure on our journey
Towards the summit of mutual ecstasy.
The appetite of my concupiscence is bold
And must be consummated in the union
Of our flesh in exquisite surrender to joy.

Come lady, and entwined in my gentle embrace,
Float on iridescent clouds of sweet fulfillment,
As through the heavy silences pregnant with love,
You hear my whispered promises of devotion,
The confirmation that a deeper truth prevails,
Of the eternal union of our twin souls.