Within your arms <br />I find myself. <br />The hour late, <br />the house asleep. <br />Lips conjoined <br />In fair affection <br />No need for sleep, <br />We’ve reached perfection. <br /> <br />Within your eyes <br />I lose myself. <br />The hour late, <br />the house asleep. <br />Hips conjoined <br />In fair affection. <br />How fortunate I <br />brought protection.. <br /> <br />Within your room <br />We find ourselves. <br />one hour later, <br />the house asleep. <br />My gorgeous Flautist <br />Hums a selection <br />In present hope <br />of the resurrection.<br /><br />John F. McCullagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-night-with-you-2/
