You were a beautiful lover.
For me, you sung a love song.
You sang it with your tongue.
You tickled my fancy.
I tickled yours.
And so the song plays on.
In a bowl of passionate rhythm.
A gong,so obvious, so noisy.
You echo round  inside my head.
Darling, a candle I'll hold for you until the day I'm dead.
(c) Livvi