Stolen moments

Sing me a tender song, my love
And let it show upon your face
Let your tongue caress the words
So I may share the thing you taste.

Recite me a pretty poem, my love
Wring deep emotion from my tears
Let the words be for me alone
That I may carry through all the years.

Tell me of your love, my love
As fingers trace upon my cheek
Your silken skin brushes my own
Together we will pleasure seek.

Whisper your desire, my love
My body awaits your command
To serve your final heady sigh
So soft, like whispering sand.

Lie naked with me now, my love
And I'll teach you many things
Pain and pleasure of the flesh
All the sweetness that it brings.

But I will pay you now, my whore
For you have given me brief pleasure
But shall I ever find the one
I may respect with love for ever!