She falls lovely to my naked bed,
silk below my shadow-
silhouette companion
traveling across these walls.

She sings lovely from her lips-
rings the moon with splendor
like a silvery haze
winding down waterfalls.

She tastes lovely on my tongue,
a flow of honey glowing,
sweet confection of the night-
wings of angels in my palm.

She moves lovely as the sunrise
rolling over sea waves-
rides the sun's apex
down to misty dawn.

She rests lovely in my eyes
like satin stars of heaven,
a shining jewel of morning-
rose and ivory in my arms.