A night bird cries as it flies on by
As if it knows the secret we keep so
Must have heard a groan soft and low
Along with music playing in moon lit glow

Snowed in but no care we have a week
And nothing but loving so to speak
I guess later things might spring a leak
And loss of controle to reach it's peak

Been a year since I last ever flew home
Covered in warmest fragrented oils us alone
Doors locked off the hook is  the phonei
Big sign out font of door nobody is at home

Dogs on guard down stairs on duty always
Snoozing inside front door one ear up for praise
Your mum and dad  over seas Just us two alone
In attic high and dry  but for oils a long lost bone

Intence abandon and things as we'd prayed before
Intangled in love and pure ecstasy as we both adore
The fragrance of love seduduces our hearts our minds
Two souls now one with the purest of love of all kinds

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018