in arms of love poem

What else could be more than
being held, soul to soul,
mind to mind and heart to heart
in arms of love.
What else could be much more
captivating than a loving look
into your seductive eyes.
What else do I need when your
tongue is sufficiently stocked
into my salivating mouth.
What can I be asking for when
my soul is in a dance of love,
surrounded with drums and songs of
life in a boneless world.
In your arms I am content.