Marilyn -- a Love Song

Rhapsody playing its crescendo in love's... Melodic opera's notes; as slowly she lowers Her sundress, while shyly brushing aside silks Golden hair gazing into paradise and she smiles Enchanting her long dark lashes kissing gently my Warm beating heart her mistress fingers dew within Every gentle touch destined and nothing can compare Oceanic fair fondly lying aside her beauty yearnful risen Spirits to be quenched; thirsting a soothing as she my lips.