Spellbound by your entireness,
Your mind and its eminence;
This canticle is your spell.

Your musings are, the music,
Your voice is, the melody,
Your touch is, our tempo.

The canticle embraces
Our promise to honour
Our sanguine union.

A long sultry kiss;
A warm tingling note
Lingers on our lips.

Acquiesce completely.
Desirous bodies dance
Into symphony ascension.

A whispered chorus 
Of wondrous harmony 
Ignites a crescendo.

The exquisiteness
Of melting into you.

Our Masterpiece,
Composed by devotion.

For my Trusted, Dear friend.

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