My flower,
shining in the night, your sweet scent perfumes the room, with joy and gay.

Fingers and lips inter-twined

In,

Skin so soft,
Moistened by gentle touch,
Pleasured by naked grip.

As my rough hands,
Caress your innocent throat.
Thy melody fills the heavy air
Sweet, soulful, and seductive.
As our spirits simultaneously ascend To thee heavens;

Awoken. like the seeds planted,
Underneath the cherry blossom.