Making love

I'm sitting here  
at this proper dinner party.  
But I can't help noticing  
the fit of the chair beneath me;  
how the breeze from outside  
brushes against my skin...

The chocolate on my fork  
is a kiss on the lips,  
and the sweet music  
woos me with its song...

How funny, that despite  
all these people around me --  
You still find ways of making love.