Love With All The Trimmings

My dearest love who existed in a dream till this evening

When a wave came and swept me out to sea,

None of the loves that you known could prepare you

For the love raging everywhere in me.

For all the arms that have covered you,

The hands that have touched you,

And the lips you have lingered on before,

Added together would be less than an hors d'ouvre

In the banquet of love i have in store



Love seasoned to entice,

Love with all the trimmings

Filled with spice,

Love flavored to your whim

Served piping hot with all the trimmings. mmmm