Wedded To Love. Poem by Fay Slimm

Missing him all day she aches
For the night when, no more forsaken
She now lies ready for love.

Prepared and alert, waiting
With deepest breath almost abating
Her mind feels heady for love.

At last he is near, taking
Her into his arms, passion now breaks
Her skin so ready for love.

Nectar runs dewing, making
Means to ease love's final elation
Every cell's crying for love.

Wondrous union needs no relating
Climaxed together, they lie until late
Sated, she's wedded to love.