Joy These Bells

All we could think of, was her beautiful heart-shaped glass Upon the beach aside the pool amid the halls, she always Knew as I gazed the air grew dense twas hard, to breathe Rushing home unto the bedroom we'd go with, Madonna's Crazy for you filling my heart her notes while she slid atop Our white sheets; her velvet splendour in perfections glow Parting love's cheeks ever glistening as she, her moans for Us, caressing her thighs deeper this light my tongue a sigh.