She leaves a scent for me when away.
On those lonely nights I take her to bed
Taste the nectars of her womanhood
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The smell of her perfumes her room Yes, we sleep in separate beds I snore like a demented loon, Such snorts and whistles pipe from my head But when she's absent from our home Bringing joy to distant friends I wander into her domain And note her scent, her pale remains.
If that ardour of warmth you feel for each other can be retained till the end, your marriage will be a great love story, no doubt! Enjoyed this warm, sensuous write! !