Sonnet: My Beauty

When Beauty chances paying me some mind
Her lips are on my cheek, and breast to breast,
Caressing her from neck to her behind,
And moving close by mutual request.
We play with skin on skin in joyful sheets
My lady's eyes are shining like a sun.
Within our joyful thrusts paired with retreats
My Beauty gasps, enjoying all our fun.
While I enjoy her scent and tousled hair,
Her smile brings a smile to my lips.
I would not say we love without a care
So much as shown in how we join our hips.
I want to dance together in your bed
Or maybe on my Beauty's couch instead.