Love And Sex

​​​​​It's Joys are short and nasty,

​And end in quick disgust.

So let us not be hasty:

​In blind and beastly lust

Love wanes, and it's glow departing,

​​​​So let's be slow in starting.

​Let's lie here sharing kisses,

​On an endless holiday.

There's no sweeter rest than this is ( without a blush to pay)

And​​​​ endless New beginning

That never dies away.