Let’s drink the wine of joy, my love
And taste succulent wild strawberries
As we sensuously bathe our lips
In Beaujolais and erotic kisses.
Let our dreams, wishes, and fantasies
Be the enticement and lure
That embraces pleasantries
Like a magical romantic story
Interweaving between our sweet goodnight caresses
And tender morning kisses
Beyond the realms of our imagination
Where nothing else matters to me
But you and this very moment.
