I turned my key in the door
There she was on the floor
My vision of beauty
Doing her duty
Her naked form
A wonder to adorn
Her sin, neglect
She knows to expect
My intense consternation
Some pain and pleasure, a heady concoction
Her penance was paid
Absolution was made
The rebel was tamed
Without being maimed
The look in my eyes
Carried my disguise
I have nothing but love
For my wonderful dove
I lifted her up
My desire was to tup
Her smile was apparent
She knew from my comment
My anger was gone
For she is my one
She opened the gateway
For the rest of the day
I took my pleasure
She responded with measure
The floodgates did open
Her joy screamed then spoken
