The Happy Man

Good morning, sweet, sweet Jenny dear.
My anticipation mounts as the time draws near
when we'll be in each other's arms again;
me, to be sure, so lucky, and rarest of men,
for I'll be the one kissing you and delighting in your luscious body,
ah, the sanctity of your presense, your delicious scent, and all things naughty
that we'll do to each other and hunger for more.
Oh, yes,  Jenny dear, we'll be each other's delectable whore.
Can my life get any better?
It is you, Jenny dear who inspires me to put these words in a letter.
Although our time together will be short, it'll be a glorious respite,
captured in a fragile moment, our hearts desperate
to know love and this exquisite yet ephemeral madness,
Oh, I want it so, but when I leave you I'll suffer yet again your absence.