Getting married

As the spring time arrives I am alive
with the desires of the heart to be his wife
I remember the touches so sweet and tender
always wanting to bring me surrender
I shift back and forth awaiting his pleasure
never wanting to let go of this love ever.
His true love shines out of his deep blue eyes
when like fire he contains me, while
the warmth of his hands flame me.
I am his and he is mine
so caught up in the desires of our love
nothing else seems to matter.The passion,the lust,the joys of us.
Can't wait till the smell of jasmine awakens the earth
then I will know it won't be long till our day is here
when we become one,embracing,a union of love
when spring time arrives and joins us as one.